I am the king of the dead

What's not worth it?

Naturally, the emperor Zhu Yunwen didn't deserve a courtier like Tie Xuan.

But if the emperor leads a dog, Jianwen Dynasty can't lose like that.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at the Tiegong Temple, but didn't ask any more questions, and of course he didn't intend to go to offer incense.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty allowed Tie Gongci to become the City God of Jinan, and that was already in view of his being a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, and he was extra merciful.

Shandong chief envoy Pei Lun is already sweating!

He was very nervous and a little scared, afraid that His Majesty would see Tie Gongci furious, but His Majesty did not show dissatisfaction with Tie Gongci, but only praised Emperor Wen's grandeur, which was considered to be relieved.

Zhu Qiyu strolled by the Daming Lake, looking at the sparkling light under the rippling breeze.

"It's windy, I'm afraid it's going to rain later." Ran Siniang put on a cloak for His Majesty, seeing that the weather was still cold in spring, Ran Siniang had always made people prepare a cloak.

"I'm not cold." Zhu Qiyu looked at Ran Siniang, and reached out to stroke a strand of playful hair behind Ran Siniang's ear.

Ran Siniang's ears turned red immediately, but she still raised her head, tied Zhu Qiyu's cloak, and said in a low voice: "Chu Qiyu is covered in spring, husband should wear it. I embroidered it myself when I was not on duty at the Imperial Hospital."

"Well, the embroidery is very good, don't embroider in the future, I am very tired from being on duty in the Taiyuan Hospital, and there is Xiuniang in the Shangyi Supervisor." Zhu Qiyu did not disappoint Ran Siniang's wishes.

Ran Siniang pursed her lips, and said stubbornly, "It's different."

Zhu Qiyu just felt a little dry and hot, and he didn't know whether it was because the cloak was too thick or the heart was too warm.

"Your hands are skillful hands that can save all sentient beings." Zhu Qiyu held the hand of Ran Siniang's cloak and said with a smile.

Ran Siniang's face turned red, and she said softly, "Husband, many people are watching."

The three emperors, Zhu Di, Zhu Gaochi, and Zhu Zhanji, ran around in the Nanya and Beiya, and passed by Jinan Mansion many times, but they never stopped.

After more than 40 years, Zhu Qiyu, as the emperor of Ming Dynasty, walked into the city of Jinan.

During the six southern tours of Kangxi and Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, they never stopped in Yangzhou, and passed by boat every time.

During the Shunzhi period, the Ten Days of Yangzhou created by Dorgon's regency made it impossible for later generations of Kangxi and Qianlong to enter Yangzhou.

When Kangxi passed Yangzhou on a boat for the first time, it happened to be 40 years after the Yangzhou Ten-Day Massacre.

"Pei Aiqing, you have done a good job in Shandong in the past few years. I heard that you passed the exam this year, and Pei Aiqing got the upper evaluation. Logically speaking, you are going to Beijing to be an official. I heard that the Ministry of Officials asked about Aiqing's intentions. Aiqing insisted. Why stay in Shandong?" Zhu Qiyu asked Pei Lun.

Pei Lun was appointed as the Chief Political Envoy in Shandong. This is already the highest rank in the province. If he moves a little further, he should enter Beijing, at least a third-rank Beijing official.

However, Pei Lun asked the Ministry of Officials for his opinion. Pei Lun did not intend to enter Beijing, but planned to stay in Shandong.

"I'm terrified." Pei Lun hurriedly bowed his head and said, "I know myself well. The capital is the best place of the Ming Dynasty. I have little talent and little learning. It's better to stay here."

"Secondly, the minister is already old, and after serving His Majesty for another three years, it's time to beg for bones and return home."

In fact, Pei Lun's doing so was a bit taboo, and he had the illusion that he would rather be a local emperor than enter Beijing as an official.

Of course Pei Lun wanted to go back to the capital, but after so many years of ups and downs, he already had a clear understanding of himself. He came to the capital to bring trouble to his family. For things, I don't want to leave a long history, but I just want to feel at ease and be worthy of an official uniform.

Zhu Qiyu understood that Pei Lun did not intend to be the emperor in Shandong, and the ashes of the last emperor in Shandong, the Confucian Mansion, had already been taken away by the emperor.

"I don't know something, please ask Pei Aiqing to clarify." Zhu Qiyu stood on the railing of Yuhe Hall and continued: "Since I entered Shandong, Tiqi has scattered out, and Tiqi reported that there is no green rice money on the ground in Shandong. It's really strange to wait for something strange."

Zhu Qiyu once defined the standard of Qingdaoqian at the Salt and Iron Conference, that is, the interest rate exceeds [-]%, which is Qingdaoqian, and Qingdaoqian is not allowed to appear.

But how can it be so easy to ban the green rice money that the donkey is rolling around?

There is a policy above, and there is a way to deal with it below. This Qingdaoqian has been tenaciously alive.

But in Shandong, the green rice money is not seen at all, especially in the countryside.

Odd thing.

Pei Lun knew it in his heart, as expected, although His Majesty did not stay here, he still did a lot of things to observe the people's sentiments, such as Tiqi and Yuanhou.

Fortunately, Shandong performed well. Shandong without the Confucian Mansion did not disappoint His Majesty.

"I was also suspicious at first, but later I realized that it was mainly because there were no thieves." Pei Lun studied for a long time, and finally figured out the reason.

Most of the money and interest on the green rice have more than doubled, and when Huang Qing didn't pick it up, they wantonly peeled it off.

If the borrower does not repay the loan, the thieves in the mountains and the gangs in the city will not spare the borrower. Violent collection and destruction of the house are not uncommon.

But ever since Pei Lun took advantage of the shade of the big tree of the Bosi Jing Army in Mizhou City, and cleared all the thieves on the ground in Shandong, countless gangs in the city have been dormant, and the green rice money has no one to collect it. Naturally, the green rice money has disappeared. gone.

With such huge profits, violent collection is common. Without thieves, the good people in the city can't use knives to force collection. The green rice money is borrowed, and they can only be beaten with meat buns.

There are two villages like this. Seeing that the thieves are gone, they borrowed money from green rice, but they refused to return it. In the end, the village only returned the principal to settle the matter.

Only then did Zhu Qiyu suddenly realize that when the bank borrowed money, gangs and thieves collected it. Without the help of gang thieves, the bank would not be able to collect the principal and interest of the loan. Naturally, no one was doing unprofitable things.

A gust of cool wind came out, and the wind and rain came suddenly. The rain fell on the lotus leaves like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the lake was misty and hazy.

Sure enough, as Ran Siniang expected, it rained.

"Pei Aiqing did a good job." Zhu Qiyu highly affirmed Pei Lun's work in Shandong, and Pei Lun did a good job indeed.

Pei Lun said with trepidation and fear: "There is a Beijing army stationed in the Bureau of Shipping in Mizhou City. What I have done in Shandong is all dependent on Your Majesty's holiness. How dare I call it good for my humble achievements."

It is true that Pei Lun leaned against a big tree to enjoy the shade. The Mizhou Bosi Jing Army was stationed. Naturally, the inspector department cannot sit idly by.

But relying on a big tree to enjoy the shade and being able to do things well, Pei Lun is also a great achievement.

"Xing'an, get the head card." Zhu Qiyu was standing in front of the lotus hall.

Pei Lun's establishment of the heroic ancestral hall was done with sincerity, not to please the emperor, nor to raise his official status to a higher level.

The ground in Shandong is well-organized by Pei Lun. Pei Lun's work is excellent, and the herdsmen in Antu are virtuous and virtuous.

For such people, Zhu Qiyu never treats them lightly.

Pei Lun received this first merit card, and he deserved it, and he deserved his name.

"Thank you for the reward, Your Majesty!" Pei Lun's eyes widened. He never expected that there would be a medal for meritorious service. This was His Majesty's affirmation of him, and it was also a medal of merit given to him by Daming.

Pei Lun didn't give in at all, and just knelt down to thank him.

"Your Majesty, this is a specialty lotus tea by the Daming Lake." Pei Lun led the crowd to the Yuhe Hall and invited the emperor to taste tea.

A woman with light makeup is playing the piano, beside the piano stage, cigarettes are curling up. This woman is dignified and beautiful, with a beautiful appearance, willow eyebrows and eyes, cherry mouth and vermilion lips, with every frown and smile full of charm.

This tea tastes unique.

Ran Siniang was full of praise for the scenery by Daming Lake, until seeing this woman, the corner of her mouth twitched.

This coquettish bitch must have come to hook up with the emperor!

Ran Siniang's originally lazy expression immediately became sharper. Queen Wang, the commander in chief of the United Front of Tai'an Palace, told her in detail before leaving that she must prevent seductive women outside the palace from hooking up with His Majesty.

Ran Siniang glanced at the woman contemptuously, thinking secretly in her heart, but heard her husband's words.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head at Pei Lun and said: "I don't eat food outside the palace, Pei Aiqing is not in the capital, so I don't know about it."

Even if it's a big banquet, a banquet in the palace, Zhu Qiyu's ceremony of Jiujue, it's not dripping water.

It seems a bit hypocritical, but this is the self-cultivation of an emperor.

To protect one's own personal safety is to be responsible to the Tai'an Palace, to the ministers and workers of the Ming Dynasty, and to the Yizhao people of the Ming Dynasty.

"Your servant should die!" Pei Lun was not in the capital, he really didn't know there were such rules, he was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, trembling, this was a catastrophe for assassinating the king and destroying the nine clans.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said: "Those who don't know are innocent, get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Long En." Pei Lun was really sweating when he picked up the car this time, and his mood could be described as ups and downs. He won the first card with his front foot, but almost got a hammer on his back foot.

But if this is not the case, he will not be able to untie His Majesty's knot in Shandong, and he will not be able to face the fathers and villagers of Shandong.

Zhu Qi was walking by the bank of Daming Lake. As for the woman playing the piano, he didn't take a second look. It was obviously a local official from Shandong who was preparing a gift for the emperor.

Drinking tea, admiring the scenery, reciting poems and making paintings, playing the piano and playing chess, enjoying the lotus and watching the rain, having fun, coming and going, will inevitably make a good story, and become one of the insignificant footnotes that Zhu Qiyu is really the king of subjugation.

It's a pity that Zhu Qiyu didn't even enter the Yuhe Hall, the music of the piano stopped abruptly when the lady playing the piano saw His Majesty walking away.

This woman is a descendant of the Caowen Zhang family, she is a lady from a famous family, she is proficient in poetry, books, rituals and music. In her opinion, His Majesty is a rare man in the world. Seeing His Majesty, she is indeed very heroic and extraordinary The heart of spring is turbulent and rippling.

It's a pity, after all, it's Luohua's intention, and the flowing water is ruthless.

Rather than playing the piano and reciting poems with an unknown woman, Zhu Qiyu is more willing to discuss government affairs with Pei Lun.

Zhu Qiyu and Pei Lun chatted for a long time, the way of thinking of the local officials and Beijing officials is also very different, Zhu Qiyu also gained a lot.

Zhu Qiyu lived in a courtyard by the Daming Lake, which was not luxurious, but extremely quiet.

After Pei Lun resigned, Ran Siniang's complexion changed, and she reprimanded Xing'an: "Good Xing'an, you have arranged a woman for His Majesty again! Your Majesty's southern tour is for state affairs, not to make trouble!"

"The duty of the minister." Xing'an bowed his head and answered, with five points of confidence, and five points of course, very calm.

He is an envoy of flowers and birds, specially looking for flowers and willows for His Majesty, it is indeed his duty to do this.

Even those Qingliu in the outer court could not use this matter to impeach him.

That woman, Xing'an really knew that Pei Lun was stuffing people into His Majesty's bed, so An Neng didn't know the importance and acted rashly?

Naturally, Pei Lun met Xing'an.

As a flower and bird envoy, Xing'an naturally had to make due adjustments to this woman's background. This woman's background was innocent, and the Caowen Zhang family could only be grateful to His Majesty because of the strong wind in Mizhou Shipping Division.

And this woman really admired His Majesty.

"You! If I go back, I will be at the queen's place to sue you!" Ran Siniang said angrily.

Zhu Qiyu sneered and signaled the two to stop arguing.

Ran Siniang was still out of anger, and Xing'an was still calm and calm, and she was so angry that she didn't pay for her life.

As a concubine, Ran Siniang is indeed not qualified to stop His Majesty, but Ran Siniang has obtained the order of Queen Wang, the commander-in-chief of the United Front of Tai'an Palace, and Queen Wang is qualified.

"Did you smell a strange smell?" Zhu Qiyu asked with a serious face.

Ran Siniang and Xing'an just gave up, and they also sniffed.

Ran Siniang also sniffed herself, and then said full of doubts and confusion: "There is no peculiar smell."

Ran Siniang decocts medicine on weekdays, and this day when she goes to bed, His Majesty always says that she has the smell of medicine on her body, and even adjusts her to say that it is marinated.

Zhu Qiyu said with certainty: "It smells like an overturned vinegar jar!"

Ran Siniang understood immediately, stomped her feet, and said helplessly, "Husband! You're teasing me again!"

Xing'an was quite intrigued, and left the room, obviously a big battle was imminent.

Although he is a eunuch, if he stays again, he will lose his interest.

He stood outside the courtyard and waited. Lu Zhong was in charge of His Majesty's security, dutifully patrolling, not letting go of any clues, and even buried a tank to prevent someone from digging a tunnel.

In the early morning of this day, Emperor Daming did not stay long in Jinan Mansion, and left Jinan Mansion, heading towards Xuzhou.

"Is there no news from the capital? Is the emperor able to resist?" Zhu Qiyu rode a black horse and talked to Yu Qian about the King Xiang of the capital.

King Xiang didn't catch Luo Sheng, the right governor of Jinyiwei, when he fished this time, but he did catch Qingliu in the middle of the court.

The rumor officials of the Qing Dynasty took the trouble to write a series of chapters. If you don’t read their memorials, the emperor is neglectful of government affairs and is a foolish emperor;

"His Royal Highness, King Xiang, is eloquent. Qingliu has never been able to win benefits. Your Majesty, this is the mansion newspaper sent by the Sanjing Factory. It was just published the day before yesterday. His Royal Highness King Xiang's "On Private Morality" can be described as pearls." Yu Qian said The sleeves shook, and a copy of the residence newspaper appeared in Yu Qian's hand.

Zhu Qiyu is also very fond of discussing private virtues. Although he can't write the full text silently, he has read it many times. He said with emotion: "Uncle, this drunkard doesn't care about wine, he cares about mountains and rivers."

Perhaps, Zhu Zhanqian's goal from beginning to end was not to catch Luo Sheng, but to catch Chaozhong Qingliu.

At this time, in the capital city, it was the wind howling, sand flying all over the sky, and the sky was gray. When spring came, the sand and dust would cover the sky and the sun, and the mask of the same style as Yu Qian became a popular item in the capital.

Zhu Zhanqian left Xiangwang Mansion early in the morning, and waited outside Chengtian Gate like all the officials, waiting for Chengtian Gate to open.

Today is the day of the court meeting again.

Jin Yiwei waited until the hour before opening the Chengtian Gate.

The loyal Jin Yiwei is loyal to His Majesty. When His Majesty arrives, it will be the time. Zhu Zhanqian will not be treated like this.

The loyal Jin Yiwei is loyal to His Majesty. Although Zhu Zhanqian is not sure what Luo Sheng will do, he is [-]% sure that Luo Sheng will still choose loyalty.

As a senior fisherman, Zhu Zhanqian still has this certainty.

Just as Emperor Daming thought, he was indeed a drunken man who didn't want to drink, and caught two fish with one bait.

The courtiers were whispering outside the Chengtian Gate, but Zhu Zhanqin was not on the topic of discussion among the courtiers.

The courtiers were discussing the big case of the Nursing House, Luo Sheng's violation of the Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Standing Principles, and King Xiang's theory of public and private morality.

King Xiang was thinking about His Majesty.

In His Majesty's mind, what does His Majesty think of this palace?