"Your Majesty, it's too late, why don't you get some rest early and don't exhaust yourself."
Wei Zhongxian held a wooden tray in his hand and came to a young man with a somewhat immature face but wearing a dragon robe.
There was a cup of tea in a tureen on the wooden tray. He picked it up and placed it next to the young man in the dragon robe.
Emperor Tianqi Zhu Youxiao raised his eyelids and glanced outside the dark palace, stretched his waist, and yawned at the right time.
Picking up the freshly brewed tea at hand, he took a sip and said, "Don't stop, keep reading."
A young eunuch on the side picked up an unread memorial on the other side, opened it and started reading.
Zhu Youxiao sipped tea while listening to the contents of the memorial.
After Mo Yue listened to four or five books, Zhu Youxiao lost interest.
The above contents are almost the same, they are all memorials to impeach Fang Congzhe. Just listening to the contents of these memorials, people who don't know would think that all the evil things in Ming Dynasty today are caused by Fang Congzhe.
Although Zhu Youxiao said he was illiterate, he was not stupid. Even if he did not believe the contents of the memorial, he would not believe it all.
"Your Majesty, it's getting cold. I will give you some clothes."
Wei Zhongxian took a piece of clothing from a young eunuch and helped Zhu Youjian put it on.
Zhu Youjian put down the bowl in his hand and said with dissatisfaction, "These people are really hateful. Is the only thing left in the Ming Dynasty to impeach the chief minister?"
The little eunuch who was reading the memorial hurriedly knelt on the ground and knocked his head on the ground, not even daring to raise his head.
Wei Zhongxian, who was waiting on Zhu Youjian's side, did not dare to answer.
Zhu Youjian grabbed a memorial, threw it in front of Wei Zhongxian, and said, "Look, it is all about the impeachment of the chief minister. Even if the chief minister is indeed powerless in recent years, why did they not impeach him earlier and later? But I As soon as he ascended the throne, he impeached the chief minister."
Seeing Zhu Youjian getting angry, Wei Zhongxian hurriedly took a step back, knelt on the ground, and advised, "Your Majesty, please don't get so angry."
"Don't worry, I know it well." Zhu Youjian said, "Show me who is impeaching the chief minister and write down their names one by one."
Wei Zhongxian, who was kneeling on the ground, said with an embarrassed look, "Your Majesty, this servant is illiterate."
"Haha, if you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten it." Zhu Youjian suddenly laughed and said, "The last time I wanted you to enter the Department of Ceremonies, Wang Daban said that you can't enter the Department of Ceremonies because you are illiterate. It's a pity. .”
"This slave is content to stay with the Emperor and serve you. I don't want to be admitted to the Ceremony Prison." Wei Zhongxian kowtowed.
But in his heart, he resented Wang An, blaming him for blocking Wei Zhongxian's path of advancement.
Originally he was regarded as one of Wang An's, but after he took the Hakka family away from the Wei Dynasty and became his rival, Wang An kept suppressing him overtly and covertly, and tried to take him away from the emperor several times. If it weren't for Hakka's help, he wouldn't be able to stay by the emperor's side now.
This time, Wang An blocked his chance to enter the ceremonial department. This cut off his chance to become the chief eunuch in the palace, and the hatred grew.
However, he knew that even if he relied on the Hakka family, he would not be able to move Wang An for the time being. In addition to his influence in the palace, Wang An was also on good terms with the Donglin Party outside the palace.
Although he didn't like those civil servants who only knew how to talk and seek fame, he couldn't help but the emperor around him valued those Donglin Party members.
After all, these Donglin Party members made great contributions to the Emperor's succession to the throne, and the Emperor was not the kind of person who didn't remember his kindness.
Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "I understand your intentions. Don't worry, even if you are illiterate, I will arrange for you to enter the ceremonial prison in the future. I am also illiterate and will become the emperor differently."
He, who is illiterate, has a good impression of Wei Zhongxian, who is also illiterate.
Although Wang An was the eunuch Bingbi, Wang An was too upright and he didn't like him very much. He was not as comfortable as Wei Zhongxian serving him.
"I thank you, Your Majesty. It's your fault that I let Your Majesty worry about your affairs." Wei Zhongxian looked at Zhu Youjian with tears in his eyes.
"Okay, get up, I know you are loyal." Zhu Youjianxu helped him.
Wei Zhongxian stood up.
"Since you are illiterate like me, just listen." Zhu Youjian turned to the little eunuch who was reading the memorial and said, "Continue reading."
"yes."
The young eunuch responded, picked up the memorial beside him and continued to read.
A thick stack of memorials, more than half of which were read, were all impeachment memorials.
Zhu Youjian frowned.
Although he had just ascended the throne, there were so many ministers in the court who did not do business and only knew how to impeach the chief minister. This made him unhappy. Even if he had just started to contact the affairs of the court and did not know much about the affairs of the court, he still felt that the ministers of the court This will not do much good to Ming Dynasty.
He also didn't have a very good impression of Fang Congzhe, the first assistant. The Houjin of Liaodong was due to Fang Congzhe's appearance as the first assistant. A few years later, not only was it not wiped out, but it became bigger and bigger.
Based on this alone, he should step aside as the chief assistant.
Therefore, he did not object to the change of the chief minister in the cabinet, but he did not like that these important officials in the court were not doing their business, but continued to impeach the chief minister on the issue.
The little eunuch who was reading the memorial picked up another memorial and started reading it.
After hearing the content of the memorial, Zhu Youjian's eyes lit up and he said, "After listening to the memorial for so long, someone finally said something useful."
When he said this, he didn't see Wei Zhongxian lowering his head with a trace of fear on his face.
Zhu Youjian said to the little eunuch, "Look, who wrote this memorial?"
The young eunuch looked down at the signature and replied, "It's Liu Bingyuan, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
"Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate" Zhu Youjian frowned and said to himself, "How did he know what happened in Datong? Could it be that some local officials came to Beijing?"
The young eunuch said, "Liu Bingyuan used to be the inspector of Datong. He just returned to Beijing to report on his duties not long ago. He must have a better understanding of the situation in Datong."
Wei Zhongxian on the side looked at the little eunuch with a cold look.
The little eunuch naturally noticed Wei Zhongxian's gaze, but he didn't pay attention. Instead, he sneered at Wei Zhongxian.
He was the eunuch of the ceremonial department, and from the bottom of his heart he looked down on eunuchs like Wei Zhongxian who flattered and flattered their superiors.
Wei Zhongxian had been working in the palace for many years and was very familiar with some dark things. As soon as he saw the little eunuch's expression, he knew that there was someone behind him. Otherwise, how could a little eunuch know which patrol officer was returning to Beijing to report on his duties? , and even the places where patrols are carried out are clear.
"Datong is an important town on the nine sides of the Ming Dynasty. How can we let the banditry get bigger and cause trouble in the place? What are the governor and general soldiers doing?" Zhu Youjian said with a hint of coldness on his face.
"Your Majesty, here is another memorial, also about Datong."
The little eunuch picked up the memorial under Liu Bingyuan's memorial.
"Read it."
Zhu Youjian put down the tureen in his hand, closed his eyes and listened to the little eunuch reciting the contents of the memorial.
This is another memorial about the troubled place caused by banditry in Datong.
