Yu's invitation finally came, and she was so happy that she almost jumped up.

In fact, Jiajing originally did not want to send an invitation to Yu. After all, Yang Ting and all his belongings combined did not have fifty thousand taels of silver, so it was superfluous for him to buy garden treasures.

However, considering that he was the chief minister of the dynasty after all, not inviting Yu would not look good on his face. Moreover, many well-informed ladies might also have other concerns because of Yu's absence.

Therefore, this last invitation was sent out.

Seven days later, on the fifteenth day of the winter lunar month, let's enjoy the moon, plum blossoms and tea together in the Cining Garden.

Of course, it was impossible for such big news to fail to reach the ears of Empress Dowager Zhang, and the Cining Garden was originally integrated with the Cining Palace.

"Since Mrs. Jiang entered the palace, not only has she never come over to see me, but now she doesn't even call her this kind of activity?"

Zhang's heart, which had just been calmed down for a long time, began to become agitated again.

"Master, you are also in the palace. Of course Queen Mother Zhang does not need to send you an invitation. She will have to come and invite you in person when the time comes!"

"Humph, it would be great if she has this intention!"

Wen Xiang waited carefully beside him and said comfortingly.

"Master, have you heard? The Queen Mother Zhang Sheng feels aggrieved living in this palace and is planning to go out and find a place to live."

"Is it?"

Queen Mother Zhang looked at herself in the mirror, and the wrinkles on her old face smiled even deeper.

"It's okay to be aggrieved. There is no place in this palace where she is not aggrieved. If she had known what happened today, why would she have thought of coming in?"

Comfortable!

After hearing the news, regardless of whether it was true or false, Queen Mother Zhang had not felt so happy for a long time.

It is said that the old immortal in Xian'an Palace at the back will not live for a few more days. When the Jiang family moves out of the palace again, this harem will still be the original harem.

"Beautiful~" Queen Mother Zhang finished dressing up, looked sideways at the mirror, and couldn't help but sing.

…

On the ninth day of the winter lunar month, there is a regular court meeting.

This small court meeting was equivalent to a symposium. Only a few people from the cabinet, ministers of various ministries and other related people attended the court meeting.

Unlike the large court gatherings held in Fengtian Hall, this small court gathering is usually held in the main hall of Qianqing Palace.

After a long time, these people were finally able to return to the Qianqing Palace to discuss matters. The piles of account books had disappeared, and the crackling abacus sound had also disappeared.

Everyone became nervous, which meant that the emperor had found out the ten-year account, and it was time to take the next step.

Jiajing took advantage of the fact that he messed up the main hall while he was checking the accounts, but it never returned to its original state.

He had a huge oval table brought in, more than twenty meters long and five or six meters wide.

There were dozens of chairs arranged around the table. He sat at the northern end, and the ministers sat around.

In this way, the ministers no longer have to stand, and I can get closer to them, making it easier to discuss things calmly.

Different from one person standing high and a group of people bowing down, this is more conducive to increasing the cohesion of the core team of Ming Dynasty.

The main thing is that he is still used to conducting meetings in this way.

Moreover, at Bao Zhong's suggestion, everyone bathed and changed in the side room outside before entering, and put on comfortable clothes before coming in.

This not only ensures that everyone can be in a comfortable physical condition, but also ensures the safety of Jiajing.

Perhaps the bathroom was so comfortable that many people began to look forward to the regular pilgrimage every day, even saving money on bathing.

They have now finished bathing, wearing a silk crimson robe, sitting around the conference table with rosy faces and full of energy, with a cup of hot milk tea in front of them.

There were some dried fruits, snacks and other things placed in the middle of the table. Of course, due to their status, no one would take them to taste. They were basically just decorations.

"Have all the ladies of your lordship received invitations from the Queen Mother?"

"I got it, I got it..."

In this atmosphere, it is obvious that most people are no longer so reserved in their speaking tone.

Only old ministers like Yang Tinghe, old and stubborn, sat nervously on the chair with half their buttocks, their upper bodies straight, and they moved around as if there were thorns on the chair.

"Do you want to know what the theme of this flower viewing party is? I can reveal it to you."

This is not a serious court meeting, this is... this is just a group of people chatting!

What a style, what a style!

Yang Tinghe couldn't help it any longer. He stood up, pushed away his chair, and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I have something to report."

This time, he made the others quite embarrassed, unable to sit or stand.

It was Jiajing who smiled and walked directly to Yang Tinghe, helped him up and pressed him on the chair, and the others sat back uprightly.

"Mr. Yang Ge, if you need something, please sit down and talk slowly."

"Your Majesty, here is a memorial from the school captain Dong Zhi. The important ministers did not dare to discuss it with the cabinet, nor did they dare to vote on it. I still ask the emperor to make a decision."

Jiajing took it and walked back to his chair while looking at it, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

The cheerful and relaxed atmosphere just now was gone, and everyone became nervous.

"Luo An!"

"I'm here!" Luo An stood up quickly.

"First take this Dong Zhi to the imperial prison and lock him up. If I don't let him die, he must live."

"yes!"

Luo An remained the same, didn't ask anything, turned around and walked out after saluting.

After he left, Jiajing smiled gently again and threw the memorial in front of Lin Jun.

"In the future, Mr. Yang Ge can directly vote on this kind of matter and hand it over to the Ministry of Justice! Everything is decided by me. What else should the Sixth Ministry do, right?"

Yang Tinghe didn't expect that Jiajing would hand over such a big matter directly to the Ministry of Punishment like this?

Is this something the Ministry of Punishment can and dares to do? Not only Yang Tinghe thought so, but even Lin Jun, who was reading the memorial, thought so too.

The Jiang Bin case is not over yet, and here comes another bigger one. Do you really think I’m not afraid of death now that I’m older? The beard on Lin Jun’s chin has become hairy.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this matter..."

"Lin Shangshu, this dynasty has the Ming Law, right? Everything should be done according to the Ming Law. Even if I violate the Ming Law in the future, the Ministry of Punishment will enforce it according to the Ming Law. From now on, everything involving criminal law will be the same."

"Yes, I understand!"

Lin Jun felt as if he had received a piece of red coal in his hand and was holding it hot.

"This matter is like this. Lin Shangshu will handle it impartially. By the way, I just said I wanted to reveal some secrets to you, right?

The Empress Dowager Zhang Sheng is busy in the palace, so I want to build an unprecedented garden on the imperial property of Baoen Temple in the eastern suburbs of more than a thousand acres..."

"Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible!"

Before Jiajing finished speaking, Wang Gao and others, led by Yang Tinghe, stood up again and knelt on the ground before their chairs were hot.

Then there was a series of remonstrances, probably for the same reasons, such as wasting money and wasting people, and that it was not advisable to overhaul the palace during a great mourning period.

"Everyone, get up. I haven't finished speaking yet. First, that land is royal property and does not involve the expropriation of people's farmland. Second, this development will not cost the imperial court a penny!"

Wang Gao sat down after hearing this.

"Third, I only occupy a small part of this garden. It can be used as a relaxing palace. Everyone can buy the rest."

Can you live with the emperor? Can you also be exposed to the colorful dragon energy?

Except for Yang Tinghe and Lin Jun, everyone else started to look forward to it.

When the time was almost up, Jiajing stretched out his hand and pulled open the big cloth behind his back, revealing the microscopic model of the entire garden in front of his eyes.

"Everyone, I'll give you a chance. Now you can give priority to selecting a good courtyard internally!"
Chapter completed!