The rise of the poor

Chapter 707 Little Afternoon Story

After meeting with the three big bosses in the cabinet, Zhu Pingan and Li Chunfang visited several senior officials of the Sizhi cabinet in turn, and then got acquainted with other officials of the Sizhi cabinet. It was not until about ten o'clock in the morning that he settled down.

Zhu Ping'an was assigned to Li Chunfang's office room. In addition to Li Chunfang, there were three other officials in the room, including Zhu Ping'an, a total of five people.

This room is mainly responsible for clerical matters, such as drafting documents and edicts, presenting Qing Ci, sorting memorials, etc.

On the first day, Zhu Pingan, the newly promoted cabinet minister Zhilang, was in Wuyi Hall, just like he used to go to the court for an internship in his senior year. He asked, watched, and learned how Li Chunfang and others handled memorials, uploaded and issued documents, and other matters.

Oh, and running errands.

The cabinet is equivalent to the political center of the Ming Dynasty. Many orders are issued from here to the Six Ministries, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dali Temple, Factory Guard and other institutions. In ancient times, there were no telephones, faxes, mails, etc., and they could only be conveyed manually.

Zhu Pingan ran twice today.

The trip was to the clan's mansion to convey the documents of Emperor Jiajing's imperial edicts and rewards to the kings.Because the kings donated silver to finance the army, among them: Dai Wang Zhu Tingqi donated 5000 taels of silver, Ru Wang Zhu You coffin donated 3000 taels of silver, De Wang Zhu Zaiqi donated 1000 taels of silver and eight horses, Hui Wang Zhu Zai (Tulun) donated 1000 taels of silver, Ninghua Palace The lieutenant of Fuguo offered 1000 liang of silver to help the side pay. Emperor Jiajing was pleased to reward the kings who offered the silver.

The other leg is to go to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to check the case files of Yang's murder case.This is a death penalty review case.

Our country can be said to be the most cautious country on the death penalty. For example, in the Ming Dynasty, any death penalty case will go through layers of review by the state, county, government, (Tao), province, and Ministry of Punishment. Finally, it must be approved by Emperor Jiajing. The death penalty can be carried out.

Now the murder case of the Yang family has come to Emperor Jiajing. Of course, the affairs of Emperor Jiajing are the affairs of the cabinet, so this case was transferred to the cabinet.

Without investigation, there is no right to speak, so Zhu Ping'an was sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice to check the files.

When he arrived at the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Zhu Pingan was stunned when he saw the case file which was nearly ten catties full.Fortunately, one of the chiefs of the Ministry of Punishment asked Zhu Ping'an to be sent to the gate of Xiyuan by an officer of the Ministry of Punishment.However, the way after Xiyuan entered the gate can only depend on Zhu Pingan himself.

By the time Zhu Pingan arrived at Wuyi Hall with the ten-jin file, his back was already dripping with sweat, and his hands were sore and limp.

After sending the file to the designated office room, Zhu Pingan returned to his seat, picked up the teacup, and drank a cup of herbal tea, feeling the flow of the herbal tea in his throat and abdomen, as if he had been born again.

"Hehe, Zihou is exhausted." Li Chunfang asked with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhu Pingan replied panting.

"Hehe, it's better to be a young man. I went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate just now, and now my leg is almost broken. Here, for you, this is one of the few benefits we have." Li Chunfang laughed and teased, and then Handed Zhu Pingan a folding fan.

"Thank you, Mr. Li." Zhu Pingan saw the light of the folding fan, thanked Li Chunfang, took the folding fan unceremoniously, opened it with a swish, and fanned it lightly twice. A gust of cool wind followed the fan, making it much cooler.

After a while, Zhu Pingan slowed down, and while asking Li Chunfang for advice, he tried to sort out the memorials.

Altan Khan of Mongolia invaded Datong again, and Du'er and Xin'ai under his command invaded Xinxing Fort in Liaodong. There was a severe famine in the second prefecture of Datong, and people had nothing to eat, but people lived on food. The Ministry of War asked the army to borrow a certain amount of money for relief;

Xu Hai, Chen Dong, Xiao Xian, Ma Ye and others, the chiefs of the pirate Wang Zhi's subordinates, seduced more than [-] Japanese pirates, drove more than [-] ships, and landed from Zhoushan and Xiangshan counties in Zhejiang Province. Taizhou, Wenzhou, Ningbo, and Shaoxing captured the city walls, killed and captive residents, riots in eastern Zhejiang, Jiangnan and Jiangbei were in emergency at the same time...

To sum it up, there are three main issues in the memorial, one is the northern prisoner, the other is the southern Japanese, and the third is lack of money.

Daming is really suffering from internal and external troubles now, Zhu Pingan couldn't help frowning as he looked at the memorial...

In the capital city in the afternoon, the sun hanging in the sky seemed to be on fire, scorching the world, the water outside the yard was hot to the touch, and the ground was almost smoking. There was no wind, and it was so hot that it was hard to breathe. angry.

I heard that Yuxuan's hostess Li Shu had a bowl of homemade ice cream after lunch, and asked people to go to the ice cellar to get a few pots of ice and put them in the bedroom to cool off the heat. Each big girl has a pot.

With the ice basin to cool down, the temperature in the room is several degrees lower than the outside. The outside is scorching, and the inside of the room is cool and comfortable.

Take a nap in the afternoon.

The little maid of Baozi was on duty in the suite of the master bedroom. While the young lady was taking a nap, she closed her eyes and squinted for a while on the couch in only her underwear, except for her coat.

Because she was on duty in the suite last night, she suffered from insomnia again, so when she closed her eyes, she couldn't help falling asleep.

I don't know how long I slept.

When the little girl Baozi woke up rubbing her eyes, the sun outside was almost halfway to the west, and the sunlight was not so poisonous anymore.

It's bad, why did you oversleep? Did the lady wake up? Didn't the second lady and the others invite her to appreciate the lotus today?

Baozi's little maid hastily grabbed her hair, which was messed up with sleep, and sat up on the couch, anxiously.

Just at this time, a little girl came in with a basin of ice in the living room, and seeing the little girl Baozi woke up, she giggled, "Sister Hua'er, you're awake. Miss just saw you sleeping Xiang, no one called you, and took sister Qin'er to the back garden to enjoy the lotus. The lady loves you, so let us not call you, let you sleep more, and specially give you half a day off. "

what?
When Baozi's little maid heard the words, she couldn't close her mouth immediately, thinking that the young lady treated her so well, her heart was sweet.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the living room, and the footsteps were a little chaotic, as if the steps were erratic and unsteady.

Then there was a strong smell of alcohol.

Then I saw Zhu Pingan belching, wearing a blue gauze fragrant leaf crown crookedly on his head, walking in waddlingly.

"Uncle, I'm back so early today. The young lady and the second young lady went to admire the lotus in the back garden, but they haven't come back yet."

The little maid subconsciously pulled up the thin blanket to cover her neck. She was only wearing her underwear at the moment, and her little face was flushed with embarrassment.

"Um……"

Zhu Pingan nodded, and walked towards the master bedroom, but only took two steps before he staggered and almost hit the door.

The little maid of Baozi realized that my uncle drank too much, his face was red from drinking, and his whole body smelled of alcohol.

"My aunt, be careful...Chui'er, go to the small kitchen and bring me a bowl of hangover soup." Regardless of her own clothes, the little maid hurriedly got off the couch and supported Zhu Pingan, for fear that Zhu Pingan would damage her. He fell down, and at the same time asked the little girl Zhui'er to go to the small kitchen to bring hangover soup.

"No, no need, I'm not drunk, just help me go to the bedroom and lie down for a while." Zhu Pingan shook his head and waved his hands with his tongue out.

(End of this chapter)