"Brother Thirteen, it's your turn to go up and make a toast!"
Zhu Jinghong looked back and saw Zhu Yunsheng standing behind him with a smile on his face.
At this banquet, she met many nieces and nephews and satisfied her little aunt's addiction. Naturally, she was extremely happy at this moment.
Of course, Zhu Yunsheng scattered a lot of gold leaves for this, but she herself enjoyed it.
"Third sister, why don't you come with me?"
The banquet has been going on for half an hour now. The concubine brothers before him have all arrived in front of the emperor to toast the emperor, and it is indeed Zhu Jinghong's turn.
"How can any girl go to toast?"
"I didn't say I wanted you to toast, I just have something to do!"
"What's the matter?" Zhu Yunsheng was alert.
"Why don't you talk about setting off fireworks yourself? You can't let me suffer for you again!"
"Ah...this..." Zhu Yunsheng hesitated.
Picking up the wine glass, Zhu Jinghong stood up and said, "If you don't want to go, then just stop playing!"
How could a naughty person like Zhu Yunsheng sit back and watch this happen?
"Brother Thirteen, I'm just going to go!"
"That's pretty much it!"
As a result, the brother and sister walked to the main seat in the palace together.
Zhu Jinghong's calculation was that if Zhu Yunsheng made excessive demands, the old man would no longer be able to take care of him.
When Zhu Jinghong and others came to the imperial case, the emperor and empress were talking and ignored his arrival.
He wanted to speak, but when he heard clearly what the two men were talking about, he swallowed his words back.
"Lin Ruhai...is the one in charge of salt administration in Jinling?" The queen said with uncertainty in her tone.
"You actually know him!"
"I heard you praise me several times before, so I just wrote it down. What happened to him?" The queen looked confused.
After hearing this crucial point, when Zhu Yunsheng was about to come forward to say hello, Zhu Jinghong grabbed her.
Glancing at Zhu Jinghong, Zhu Xianming turned to look at the queen and said, "Lin Ruhai wrote two memorials yesterday!"
"One is a New Year's greeting, and the other is to resign!"
"Um!"
Yang Qingyin responded, her expression showing no concern, and she waved to Zhu Yunsheng who was coming over.
But I heard Zhu Xianming say: "What do you mean by him? Do you want to move his position so that I can make progress by retreating?"
If Lin Ruhai learned that she was loyal to making money for the emperor but wanted to resign when her health failed, the emperor would be so suspicious of her, and she would be so sad that she would just belch.
"How long has this person been working in Jinling?"
"It's been eight years since the second year of orthodoxy!"
"Although I don't care about political affairs, I know that salt affairs are not easy to handle, and it's even harder to make money for you like him!"
Pulling Zhu Yunsheng to her side, Yang Qingyin continued: "You have let him work for eight years, it's time to move to someone else!"
Zhu Xianming did not agree with this, and just heard him stroking his beard and saying: "He is very good at his job and I did not treat him badly. He was promoted to the fourth rank of Zhongxian doctor, which is the only one in the court!"
"You also said that you are a rank official. To put it bluntly, you just receive more salary than other people. How can it compare with actual work?"
Frowning his brows, Zhu Xianming said in a deep voice: "Do you also think that he wants to move his position?"
Yang Qingyin replied: "Please move it, maybe transfer it back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"
"If he leaves, who will go to the Jinling Salt Service?" Zhu Xianming said solemnly.
"The other one, the Lin family has a relationship with the Jia family, and he wants to be transferred to the capital... Is it related to this matter?"
When the emperor interpreted it this way, the whole thing became completely unfounded, except that the Jia and Lin families formed a clique for personal gain.
"Dad... my son wants to say, is there a possibility? I mean maybe..."
While he was thinking, his thoughts were interrupted by Zhu Jinghong's words. Zhu Xianming was obviously sulky and glanced at Zhu Jinghong with an unkind look.
"What's possible?"
"Maybe Lin Ruhai... really wants to resign!" Zhu Jinghong said with determination.
"Oh? You still know this? Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense!"
Approaching the imperial case and coming to the emperor's side, Zhu Jinghong replied: "My son is not talking nonsense. Have you forgotten... my son has been to Jinling this year?"
"So what if you've been to Jinling?"
"I've seen Lin Ruhai. She is indeed in a terminally ill state. She has to deal with those salt merchants Zhou Xuan every day. It's surprising that she's not dead yet!"
"Is it as exaggerated as you said?" Zhu Xianming looked grim.
Zhu Jinghong replied: "When we were raising money to suppress the Japanese, my son heard that Lin Ruhai almost died. It's hard for him to survive until now!"
Zhu Jinghong's words reminded the emperor of Lin Ruhai's memorial, and now it seemed that he was sincere.
At this time, Yang Qingyin interjected: "In that case... why not stop him from playing and let him take a break? You have used many of them to death over the years!"
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. When employing people...you have to be relaxed and relaxed, and don't let your loyal ministers feel cold!"
As soon as the queen finished speaking, Zhu Jinghong followed up and said, "Yes, dad, if you don't love your loyal ministers, I'm afraid someone will say that the court is unfair!"
"You know nothing!" Zhu Xianming didn't care.
After straightening Zhu Yunsheng's clothes, Yang Qingyin turned around and said, "What Old Thirteen said makes sense. I see... Since he is exhausted, let him rest for a while first!"
Thinking about it carefully, Zhu Xianming also felt that this was the case, but he still said: "Even if we let him resign, we have to find a replacement!"
Jinling Salt Affairs is of great importance, and Zhu Xianming will not feel at ease unless he finds a suitable person to take charge of it.
Yang Qingyin smiled helplessly and said, "Then give him another level!"
"That's okay!"
Seeing that this matter was about to be decided, and there would be no chance if he didn't talk, Zhu Jinghong immediately said: "Dad...in addition to promotion, you can also have some humanistic care!"
"Humanistic care?" This word was very new, and Zhu Xianming became interested.
Trying to show no selfishness, Zhu Jinghong said slowly: "I heard Lin Ruhai say that his only daughter is in Beijing now, why not reward her generously!"
"This is a good idea!"
After saying this, Zhu Xianming looked at Yang Qingyin: "It's up to you how to reward me!"
"I'll reward you with silks, satins, gold and silver utensils!" Yang Qingyin replied calmly.
Walking around to Yang Qingyin, Zhu Jinghong whispered: "Mother... my son thinks that in order to show your love for your loyal ministers, why don't you call the Lin family daughter into the palace to care and encourage her personally?"
But his words were still heard by the emperor.
"Old Thirteen, why are you so interested in the Lin family? Could it be that you accepted their money?"
Hearing this, Yang Qingyin smiled. She knew what Zhu Jinghong had planned.
To sum it up, my son has grown up.
"Dad... you know that I only care about practicing martial arts. I have never touched money. I am not interested in money!" Zhu Jinghong said seriously.
What he said is really not an exaggeration. At least since time travel to now, he has never carried any money on his body, let alone spent any money himself.
"Okay, what Old Thirteen said makes sense. Let's list down the ministers who are sincere and practical, and let's praise their wives and daughters together in a few days!"
The Queen's practice is to draw inferences from one instance and give a collective praise, which will qualitatively improve the effectiveness of the work and have a stronger motivating effect on the ministers.
Zhu Xianming figured this out easily, so he nodded and approved the matter, which made Zhu Jinghong very happy.
"You brat, if you don't hurry up and toast your father, how long will you wait!"
Upon hearing the Queen's reminder, Zhu Jinghong quickly picked up his wine glass and saluted respectfully: "I wish my parents a happy New Year and all the best!"
(End of chapter)
