Zhu Youxiao has full trust in Zhang Yan. If he only has a physical need for Hakka, then he has a spiritual need for Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan is smart and knowledgeable, and has the demeanor of a queen who cares about the world, which Zhu Youxiao highly recognizes.
They all say that it is good to be an emperor. You are a noble person, and your words can determine your life or death. But who knows the pain of being an emperor?
Zhu Youxiao actually felt it was quite hard. He became the emperor at the age of fifteen and was only seventeen now. He had to fight with a bunch of old foxes in the court every day. He felt it was hard.
The Ming Dynasty suffered from internal and external troubles, and he felt miserable.
He also felt miserable because someone interfered with his daily life, diet, and even who he slept with.
In short, in his eyes, being an emperor is a hard job, so he can understand that his grandfather, Emperor Wanli, has not been in court for decades.
Although he is not as good as his grandfather, Emperor Wanli, it is not difficult to imitate Emperor Wanli. Don't the courtiers like to fight among themselves? Then let’s fight!
As long as you don't cause any big trouble and don't bother yourself often, that's the best.
Whenever Zhu Youxiao was depressed, he would come to Kunning Palace to talk to Queen Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan was as gentle as water and would make him feel tranquil and peaceful. This was the case with Hakka and other concubines. Unobtainable.
At this moment, when Zhang Yan listened to Zhu Youxiao talking intermittently about Lin Ping'an being a Tianmai practitioner, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen wider.
The mighty one?
Lin Ping'an turned out to be a Heavenly Veiner sent by God!
The news stunned her and she was speechless for a long time.
Zhu Youxiao smiled and said, "Are you surprised?"
Zhang Yan nodded. She knew nothing about the term Tianmai.
"The dean is still very discerning."
Zhu Youxiao sighed: "At the beginning, I thought that Lin Ping'an just accidentally received the guidance of the God of Medicine and learned the blood transfusion method. Who would have thought that he was actually a Tianmai practitioner sent by God to the Ming Dynasty."
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Yan frowned slightly and said thoughtfully:
"But except for the blood exchange method, which is really useful for Ming Dynasty, the rest, such as hot pot, perfume, etc., are just trivial."
Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and said: "Dean Hua said that Tianmai people have their own way of doing things. Maybe there will be many surprises waiting for us in the future."
Speaking of this, Zhu Youxiao once again thought of the doubts in his heart today, and murmured:
"Wei Zhongxian asked me to open the industrial and commercial tax. Unexpectedly, Lin Ping'an also revealed this matter in public at the Zhuyuan poetry meeting yesterday. Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Zhang Yan Bingxue was smart and immediately heard the hidden meaning in Zhu Youxiao's words. She hesitated and asked:
"Your Majesty is worried that Lin Pingan and Wei Zhongxian are too close?"
Zhu Youxiao was noncommittal and said slowly: "Since Lin Ping'an came to Beijing, the two of them have not had much contact, which makes me a little confused."
After Zhang Yan was silent for a moment, she said, "Your Majesty, although Lin Ping'an is a Tianmai practitioner, he has just come to the capital and is young, so he can easily be taken advantage of by those who are interested. There are some things that we have to guard against."
Zhu Youxiao sat up, shook his head and said, "Only a few people know that Lin Pingan is a Tianmai practitioner, maybe even he himself doesn't know."
"That's why we need to be more careful. He is young and ignorant, doesn't know much about the world, and he doesn't know that people's hearts are sinister. If he accidentally goes in the wrong direction, it will be a loss to the Ming Dynasty."
Zhang Yan said, looking a little anxious.
"No hurry, no rush."
Zhu Youxiao smiled and said: "There are some things you might as well take a closer look at. If the queen is free, she might as well take a closer look at this kid for me."
Zhang Yan was stunned and instantly understood the meaning of Zhu Youxiao's words. She couldn't help but smile, nodded and said:
"It just so happens that I like the perfume he made very much..."
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On the third day, there was a grand meeting.
Cabinet members Gu Bingqian, Huang Liji and others petitioned Emperor Tianqi to start industrial and commercial taxes. This memorial immediately aroused opposition from the vast majority of people.
But Emperor Tianqi turned a deaf ear to these objections. He just said lightly:
"Old man Sun asked me for one million taels of silver to pay for the soldiers at the border. The court does not have it. If anyone objects, he will collect the one million taels of silver and give it to me."
After the words fell, everyone fell silent!
Wei Zhongxian secretly laughed in his heart, and at the same time asked His Majesty the Emperor to promote Shi Fenglai to the position of Right Minister of Rites. To this, no one had any objection.
Within a few days, Lin Ping'an's words at the Zhuyuan Poetry Meeting spread throughout the court, and everyone realized that the source of the industrial and commercial tax was actually this thirteen-year-old boy.
This made them a little confused. Many of them didn't know the name Lin Ping'an before, but now they had to get to know the newly promoted director of the Tai Hospital again.
On the other side, Yang Lian, the current leader of the Donglin Party, was a little confused.
"Lin Ping'an is just the director of a hospital. Why does Wei Zhongxian fall in love with this guy alone?"
He wondered in his heart that it was obviously Wei Zhongxian's idea to start the industrial and commercial tax. Lin Ping'an must have said those words at the Zhuyuan Poetry Meeting under the instruction of Wei Zhongxian.
"such a pity!"
He shook his head and sighed: "Lin Ping'an is a brilliant poet, but he is also a villain who tends to follow people's influence!"
The poem Lin Ping'an sent to Shi Fenglai had already spread in the capital, especially the two lines "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers" is even more popular.
Even a talented man like Yang Lian admired this. He was also thinking about pulling Lin Pingan into the Donglin Party, but he didn't expect that Wei Zhongxian had already taken the first step, and Lin Pingan seemed to have also Already defected to Wei Zhongxian.
"No, absolutely not!"
Yang Lian slapped the table and shouted: "Lin Ping'an said there is nothing he can do to join the eunuchs!"
Thinking of this, he ordered his servants: "Go to Tai Hospital and ask Director Lin to come to your house. Tell him that I am not feeling well and ask him to come and take a look."
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Lin Ping'an was a little excited when he heard the name Yang Lian. This figure was a leader of the Donglin Party. Historically, he had written a letter to impeach Wei Zhongxian and listed 24 crimes against Wei Zhongxian. In the end, because of this incident He was brutally killed by Wei Zhongxian.
Moreover, the death was extremely brutal. He was killed by being hammered into his head with iron nails.
Lin Ping'an admired this famous Donglin Party leader from the bottom of his heart.
However, he also knew very well that as the director of the Taiyuan Hospital, he was not qualified to contact Yang Lian, so he was a little strange when he heard that Yang Lian asked him to go by name.
"Why would he want to see me?"
Lin Ping'an thought in his heart that he was now almost certain that Yang Lian's illness was fake, and it was true that he had to meet him in person. Otherwise, no one would come to invite him alone.
Lin Ping'an got on the sedan chair of Yang Lian's house and followed the visitor directly to Yang Lian's house.
The moment he saw Lin Ping'an, Yang Lian's eyes flashed with surprise. He was a learned man. He had been familiar with the "Book of Changes" since he was a child, and he had a lot of research on the art of recognizing people. He was a little confused. Lin Ping'an was a medical doctor. Although he is young, he has a temperament of vicissitudes of life and sophistication in his body.
Lin Ping'an was a little frightened by Yang Lian's stare. He coughed and said, "Master Yang, what do you want from me?"
Yang Lian came back to his senses, looked at Lin Ping'an and said with a smile: "I invited Dean Lin to come here today because I want to get close to Dean Lin."
Neither of them mentioned the matter of medical treatment, it was obvious that they had an understanding.
Lin Ping'an's heart moved, "It seems that Yang Lian wants to win over him."
He naturally knew that there were many parties in the Ming Dynasty, but he just couldn't figure out what value he had in the eyes of the other party to win over.
However, he did not show it, but bowed and said: "Master Yang is an important minister in the court and the leader of the world's literati. I am just a little doctor. How can I be worthy enough to invite you?"
Yang Lian laughed loudly and said: "When Dean Lin came to the capital, he impressed the capital with his two poems. I admired them so much that I invited Dean Lin here today. I just want to talk more about the art of poetry with you."
With that said, Yang Lian ordered his servants to prepare a banquet.
Lin Ping'an did not refuse this. In fact, he also wanted to have a more in-depth communication with Yang Lian and get to know this famous leader of the Donglin Party in history.
After drinking for three rounds, Yang Lian looked at Lin Pingan and said, "Does Dean Lin know that there are villains in the court who are causing trouble?"
Lin Ping'an was shocked: "Didn't we agree to talk about poetry? Why did you ask about it right away?"
