Ru Taisu could only say: "I have something important to ask to see King Xiang."
Only then was he put in.
Ru Taisu went into the backyard and saw a farmer wearing a cotton robe and a bamboo hat squatting beside the flower bed, arranging the flower bed.
Now that early summer has just arrived, the flower beds that were empty last winter are already filled with various medicinal plants.
Ru Taisu muttered in her heart: "Isn't it said that the backyard of the Guanya Bureau does not allow people to come in easily? Why is there still a gardener here?"
The man turned around when he heard the footsteps, and there were streaks of yellow mud on his face, even on his nose.
Ru Taisu was stunned for a moment before he recognized that this was Zhu Zhu and quickly saluted: "Your Highness."
Zhu Zhu put down the medicine hoe, stood upright with his chest raised, stretched out his hand and nodded, with a standard and dignified posture: "No courtesy."
Ru Taisu went up the stairs and looked back. Zhu Ru squatted down to dig the soil again.
The series of actions just now were clearly trained to maintain the dignity of the royal family.
Such a stupid prince wants to sit in Kaifeng, an ancient capital that has been prosperous for thousands of years. What a sin.
Ru Taisu looked away and thought to himself: Hu Weiyong is right. If the Zhu family is allowed to continue to be emperor, everyone except those named Zhu will be nothing but ants.
Zhu Bai lazily sat behind the table with his head propped up, looking at Ru Taisu with interest.
Ru Taisu's face felt slightly hot and she saluted Zhu Bai: "Your Highness."
Zhu Bai: "Ah, Mr. Ru, you are such a rare visitor. Why do you have time to come to this king today?"
Haha, it’s only been a few days. Just gave in. At least you can hold on for a few more days, which gives me no sense of accomplishment at all.
The long teeth are also a bit funny: we are still the "little king of hell" who is ruthless. Anyone who doesn't cooperate will be deprived of salt.
Ru Taisu said: "Weichen's subordinates are so lazy that they didn't even report to Weichen that Chief Ya came to pick up the official letter. He accidentally neglected Chief Ya."
Zhu Bai sneered: "How could it be possible? Wherever you were careless, you clearly did it on purpose."
Ru Taisu was so embarrassed that she could only hand over her hand and said, "Wei Chen is wrong."
Zhu Bai said: "There is something that you should always keep in mind in the future. My king's people will handle things on my behalf. If you dare to push back, you are going against me. Many things by my king can only be treated specially." You guys."
It's none of my business if you fight with Yan Guan, but you can't hinder me.
Ru Taisu nodded: "Yes, yes, King Xiang taught you a lesson. So Wei Chen personally sent the official letter."
Zhu Bai felt that it was almost done, so he raised his chin with his teeth.
Ya Chang went over and took the official letter.
Ru Taisu said: "The salt from Hubu..."
Zhu Bai said: "You can take it back."
Ru Taisu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."
Zhu Bai said: "I can only get it for this month."
Ru Taisu was so angry that he almost cursed, but he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger: "Okay. Thank you, Your Highness."
When Lao Zhu heard what Er Hu said about this, he laughed so much that he just slapped his thigh: "We like Lao Twelve's personality so much."
Use gangsters against gangsters.
Efficient, fast and labor-saving!
It really couldn’t be any better!
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Wu Zhen sent someone to send a message to Zhu Bai at high speed, saying: After arriving in Taicang, the minister has been unable to get the military rations. Last night Wei Chen secretly visited the military granary and found that the amount of food in the military granary was seriously insufficient. There was only less than 10,000 dan left in total, and the stored food was all old grain that had rotted and sprouted. The minister was afraid that if he waited any longer and delayed the opportunity to fight, he had no other choice but to ask King Xiang for help.
Zhu Bai took a breath when he read the letter: Damn it, these people are too dark.
Since the flood dredged the city and canals of Suzhou a few years ago, there have been no serious floods.
There have been bumper harvests in the past two years, so the granary should be full, but it is so short.
Who is the governor of the granary today?
Ah, by the way, Hu Fuchang, the son of Hu Weiyong.
He is in charge of all official and military granaries in Yingtian Zhili.
Forget about disaster relief rations, military granaries dare to be so busy.
No wonder Wu Zhen didn't dare to give in, but sent me a letter.
Because as long as he makes a statement, he will definitely be intercepted by Hu Weiyong and the evidence will be destroyed.
No wonder Fei Ju went to transport grain, but he always ran out of food no matter how he transported it. It was because there was no food in the granary.
How can I tell Lao Zhu about this?
Or maybe I won’t step forward this time and let Zhu Biao handle it.
I accomplished several things in succession, but the limelight was too great, which was not good.
Zhu Bai had made his plans, and when he arrived at the imperial study room, he still calmly reviewed and stamped the piles of folding papers that Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao had divided.
Lao Zhu hastily read the excerpts sent by the Ministry of Education, and finally came to the opposite conclusion.
On the contrary, Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao would take a closer look at the folders handed over by the Ministry of Education.
Logically speaking, after reviewing the memorials, they should be sorted out and handed over to the Ministry of Education.
But if all of them were handed over to the Zhongshu Ministry of Education, the part of the memorial that was quietly handed to Lao Zhu would be left unpublished by the Zhongshu Ministry of Education, and all the trouble would be in vain.
Therefore, the memorials submitted beyond the Zhongshu Ministry of Education will be taken directly by Zhu Biao to the six ministries for execution, or sent back to the ministers.
Only the portion handed over by the Zhongshu Ministry of Finance will still be returned to the Zhongshu Ministry of Finance.
So now a weird situation has formed, as if the Ming Dynasty was split into two dynasties, one in the open and the other in the dark, each doing its own thing, not affecting each other, and occasionally intersecting.
The ministers all knew it, but they all kept silent in a tacit agreement.
Beneath this deathly silence are turbulent waves and undercurrents.
Everyone knows in their hearts that this situation will not last long. Either the light devours the dark, or the dark devours the light.
Yan Guan's mood was complicated.
They do not want Huaixi to win, the prime minister will be in power, and the imperial power will collapse, because then they will be suppressed and persecuted by Huaixi.
I don’t want Lao Zhu to be the dominant one and all the officials will be depressed from now on. If they can't speak freely, then they are officials in name only.
Therefore, Yan Guan's recent announcements are very divisive.
Some of the excerpts were reporting Hu Weiyong's various misdeeds, blocking the sky with one hand, and asking Lao Zhu to take back some of his power. The other part is persuading Lao Zhu to delegate power to ministers, such as the Sixth Department.
Some people even say both things in the same booklet.
It's like a person saying that he hates spicy food, but grabbing someone's hand and forcing them to pour chili powder into his bowl.
In comparison, the Huaixi faction was much simpler. They were doing one thing from beginning to end: impeaching officials who refused to surrender.
Today there was an excerpt that caught Zhu Bai's attention.
He watched with great interest and grinned from ear to ear.
It piqued Lao Zhu's interest, so he came down to see which book he was looking at.
It turns out that this discount is from the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Ru Taisu said that under Lao Zhu's wise leadership, Yingtianfu had a bumper harvest of grain last year, and all kinds of grain collected from taxes were piled high in the granary. He invited the emperor to review it and enjoy it with the people.
This was originally a routine flattery.
Both Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao understand Ru Taisu's urinary nature very well. After this discount, if you ask him to contribute to something, he will still say "no money" to you.
So they all thought he farted and just watched it without any fluctuation in their hearts.
