Hu Shanwei looked at the back of Zhu Zhanzhen as he left, his heart beating faster.
She entered the palace and was selected because of her talent. However, in the late years of Hongwu, the young emperor was no longer interested because of her age. During the Jianwen period, she was not selected by the emperor due to some strange combination of circumstances and instead became a female official. After the turmoil, the Yongle Dynasty did not know what to do.
I have been a female official for more than ten years.
Which woman who enters the palace doesn't want to be a concubine, and who doesn't do it for glory and wealth?
For so many years, she had lived her life according to etiquette, and her talents and appearance were no worse than any of the other concubines, but perhaps she was just too capable. The emperor had always trusted her, but it was just the trust of a superior in his subordinates.
She felt that her chance of becoming a royal woman was completely gone, but Zhu Zhanzhen's obvious and deliberate approach planted another seed in her heart.
"But he is only ten years old, he is old enough to be my son." Hu Shanwei couldn't help but laugh at himself and shook his head.
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"Sir, get up." Chu'er called anxiously.
Zhu Zhanzhen opened his eyes in confusion. It was still dark outside. It was early in the summer. It was still dark and it was still very early to finish talking.
"Sir, you have to come to court early today."
Zhu Zhanzhen sat up as soon as he kicked. If he went to the morning court late, he would probably have to be scolded by his father after his grandfather scolded him, and by his elder brother after his father scolded him.
Getting up quickly, Chu Er dressed him up and rushed towards Zhu Zhanji.
As soon as Zhu Zhanzhen went out, he met the eunuch sent by Zhu Zhanji to urge him.
"My lord, my great-grandson is very worried."
Three steps followed by two steps. After running a set of morning exercises early in the morning, I was already covered in sweat.
Zhu Zhanji finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhu Zhanyi. The two of them watched from the side as the ministers filed in from the main entrance. Soon there were no less than a hundred people in the Fengtian Hall.
There were civil servants and military generals, and under the command of Honglu Temple, all the ministers performed the courtesy ceremony. This ceremony alone took more than ten minutes, and the sense of ceremony was too strong.
At this time, the sky turned white, and Zhu Zhanchen could not help but think that if the minister lived farther away, he would have to get up in the middle of the night.
Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanyi followed their fat father. Zhu Gaochi noticed that Zhu Zhanyi was sweating profusely, stretched out his wide sleeves to block him, and motioned for him to use his sleeves to cover his face.
The beads of sweat were wiped off.
The ministers began to memorialize. All the matters to be reported today have been handed over to Zhu Di in the form of memorials. There was no prime minister in the Ming Dynasty, so many things had to be done by the emperor. Emperors like Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di could indeed play well, but others could
Not necessarily anymore.
Originally, the prime minister could take on a large part of the government affairs. The absence of the prime minister also meant that the emperor in the Ming Dynasty had to be extremely capable, otherwise he would not be able to control the affairs of the court. To a large extent, Zhu Yunwen just couldn't play with this system. What a group of civil servants said.
, when it comes to war matters, they still listen to civil servants and do not know how to specialize in their crafts, which leads to the loss of the world.
"Your Majesty, it has been raining in Shaoxing Prefecture for several days. We are afraid of flooding. Please ask the imperial court to allocate funds to build river embankments."
"Your Majesty, the banditry in Shaozhou Prefecture is serious. Please send troops to suppress it."
"Your Majesty, the bandits from Zhangzhou Prefecture landed on the coast. Although they were repulsed, they caused hundreds of casualties in the fishing villages along the coast. Please ask the imperial court to send naval troops to wipe out the barbarians."
"Your Majesty, King Zhao, has made great contributions during his inspection of Huguang. Please reward him with your Majesty."
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A series of memorials made Zhu Zhanzong's head spin, but Zhu Di was very energetic and handled each one with great patience. The emperor was really tired of what he did. If it weren't for the three thousand beauties in the harem, Zhu Zhanzhen really wanted to
There is no reason to be an emperor.
After the ministers talked about it, Zhu Di settled the important matters at the court, and some ministers were left to follow up on some matters to be discussed.
Seeing that the matter was almost settled, Zhu Di seemed to have drank several cups of espresso and was still in high spirits.
"My dearest lords, my grandson will implement the food stamp system in the palace from now on. The palace will be the starting point. If it runs well, it will be promoted to the people to replace the treasure banknotes. Zhanji will show it to you."
Zhu Zhanji strode forward, and when he saw that Zhu Zhanzhen was motionless, he pulled it out and stood in front of the hall.
Zhu Zhanji, who is walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, has no stage fright. After all, he has followed Zhu Di on the battlefield since he was a child, and his momentum is fully justified.
"My lords, this is a sample of food stamps." Zhu Zhanji first took out the first printed version of food stamps, which was about the same size as a modern hundred-yuan bill.
The civil and military ministers came forward to watch one after another, and raised questions: "Your Highness Taisun, the denominations of Baobao and food stamps are only one stone, five buckets and one bucket, are they too small?"
Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanzhen looked at each other, and Zhu Zhanji just said what he said during the previous discussion: "People use food stamps, and the denomination of one stone is large enough. Food stamps are most valuable when they are used by the people."
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"My grandson is considerate of the people and is a blessing to the Ming Dynasty."
As a civil servant spoke, all the ministers shouted: "My great-grandson is considerate of the people, which is a blessing to the Ming Dynasty."
As the grandson of the emperor, as long as you do something right, someone will flatter you, and a group of people will flatter you.
"Your Highness Taisun, what does this series of things mean?" Someone found the Arabic numerals in the corner.
"This is an anti-counterfeiting password. The Ministry of Finance can use the anti-counterfeiting password to verify the authenticity of food stamps. If there are counterfeit stamps, they will be traced strictly and cooperate with the three seals to make counterfeiting extremely difficult."
"Taishun Shengming."
"Great Sun Shengming!!"
Almost every few words you say are followed by someone flattering you. In this kind of environment, it is really easy for people to get carried away. If you say something bad, you will be flattered. Therefore, when you are an emperor, you must have a clear mind.
Zhu Zhanji finished explaining the overall idea and operation of the food stamps amidst the flattery of a group of people, and received praises from many ministers.
All the ministers who can stand in the Fengtian Palace are talented people. Since Zhu Di pushed Zhu Zhanji out to do the food stamps thing, he had great determination to do it. First of all, he had to sing along just to avoid refuting the emperor's face.
After all, food stamps and banknotes are the responsibility of the Ministry of Household Affairs. Whether or not they are completed will not affect their salaries.
I only sang and didn't participate. After listening to Zhu Zhanji's plan later, some people really listened to it. If they thought it was good, they would praise it more.
After Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, Xia Yuanji stood up and said, "My lord, Xia Yuanji and all the officials in the Ministry of Household Affairs shall fully cooperate with His Highness Taisun to complete the matter of food stamps and issue them within the year."
After Xia Yuanji's statement, the household officials in the court followed suit one after another. Zhu Di was very satisfied: "Zhan Ji and Zhan Yi are young and do not know how to do things. You old guys must remember to help them more."
"I am terrified." All the ministers knelt down one after another, and some people heard that it was not only the grandson who was involved in this matter, but also the prince's fifth highness.
After retiring from the court, Zhu Zhanyi walked out of the Fengtian Hall and was met by his second uncle, King of Han Zhu Gaoxu. He had a hehe smile on his face, and Zhu Zhanyi knew that he had no good intentions.
"Why didn't you say a word in the main hall just now? This guy Zhan Ji stole the limelight." He started to stir up dissension when he opened his mouth.
Zhu Zhanzhen pretended to be respectful: "Second uncle, my nephew is not awake yet."
"Shit." Zhu Gaoxu didn't treat him like a child at all now.
"Second uncle, if nothing happens, I'll leave first."
"Wait a minute, your third uncle is back. I will set up two tables for him at Qinhuaihe Restaurant later. You can come with me."
"Second uncle, is that the one where the yellow croaker is extremely unpalatable?"
"Hey!" Zhu Gaoxu pretended to be angry: "You kid really won't open or lift any pot."
"Your third uncle is back and will take you to the Qinhuai River to eat meat in the evening."
