Under the night, the Qianqing Palace turned on the lamp.
In order to save some money on incense candles, the lights in the Qianqing Palace after dark were less than one-third of the previous ones, which caused many places to be covered in shadows.
"Daban, do you think I am the king of subjugation?"
Chongzhen, who was halfway through the memorial, suddenly turned to look at Wang Chengyin who was waiting at the side.
Plop!
Wang Chengen on the side was so frightened that he quickly knelt down on the ground.
Looking at Wang Chengen who was kneeling at his feet, Chongzhen raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Don't be afraid, companion. I just want to chat with you casually, and you should also tell me the truth."
"Slave, I don't dare to talk." Wang Chengen was frightened and stammered.
Chongzhen said: "Okay, I grant you no guilt. Stand up and talk to me."
Wang Chengen stood up from the ground carefully, but did not dare to speak.
Chongzhen put down the memorial in his hand and said with a sigh: "Since I came to the throne, I have been working hard every day. I claim to be comparable to my father and brother, but why has the country of Ming Dynasty become scarred in my hands? Bai Kong, please tell me, my dear friend, am I really inferior to my father and brother?"
"Your Majesty is diligent and loves the people, and he will be blessed by God." Wang Chengen replied cautiously.
However, his answer did not satisfy Chongzhen.
Chongzhen shook his head and said, "I want to hear something, and I don't want to hear those flattery words anymore. Isn't it possible that at this time, I don't want to tell the truth to me?"
Wang Chengen was so frightened that he knelt on the ground again.
"Get up, I told you, I forgive you." Chongzhen asked Wang Chengen to get up again, but there was a little dissatisfaction in his tone.
Wang Chengen slowly got up from the ground, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Chongzhen.
"The person I trust most is you, Daban, so I hope that you, Daban, can tell me something from your heart, instead of lying to me like other people do. Daban, do you understand?" Chongzhen said, looking at Wang Chengen.
"This slave has betrayed the divine grace." Wang Chengen quickly admitted his mistake.
Chongzhen waved his hand and said: "I have said it before, I don't want to hear this. If you still use these empty words to deal with me, my dear friend, it means that in your eyes I am just a fool."
"Your Majesty will always be a sage king in the hearts of slaves." Wang Chengen lowered himself extremely low.
Chongzhen laughed at himself: "If I were really a sage king, how could I allow thieves and bandits to stay in several provinces of the Ming Dynasty? Now I can't even save the capital left by Emperor Chengzu."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the capital will be saved. There have been several times in the past that bandits and thieves have threatened the capital, but every time, God has blessed me, the Ming Dynasty. Your Majesty, you are one of the rare sage kings. God will definitely protect the Ming Dynasty and destroy it." Those rebellious ministers and traitors." Wang Cheng'en comforted Chongzhen while cursing Tiger Character Flag as rebellious ministers and traitors.
Maybe his comfort had some effect.
I heard Chongzhen sigh softly and said: "Yes, since I ascended the throne, I have not dared to rest for a moment. Every day I am either reviewing memorials or busy with court affairs. I dare not say that compared with Taizu, I am not as good as Taizu. I can be regarded as a wise king. If God knows my diligence, he will definitely bless me."
As he spoke, he clasped his hands together.
Wang Chengen secretly glanced at Chongzhen.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't continue to force him to talk about the king of subjugation, otherwise he might not be able to save his head.
Chongzhen spread his hands, touched his stomach with his right hand, and said: "It's so late, I'm a little hungry. Daddy, please go and have someone prepare a bowl of porridge for me."
"Your Majesty, how can you be full just by eating porridge? Why don't you ask your servant to prepare some more snacks for you to fill your stomach first." Wang Cheng'en asked Chongzhen for his opinion.
Thinking of the snacks in the palace, Chongzhen's Adam's apple couldn't help but squirm. Finally, he shook his head, rejected the temptation brought by the snacks, and said to Wang Chengen, "I just drink porridge to satisfy my hunger."
"Slave, let me get ready." Wang Chengen did not insist.
Because he knew Chongzhen and knew that Chongzhen didn't like others to oppose him.
Chongzhen was often busy late at night because he was busy with court affairs, and he was easily hungry at night. People who usually had a dining room prepared some food according to Chongzhen's habits.
So as soon as Wang Chengen made arrangements, a little eunuch soon brought the food box.
The porridge cups, bowls, chopsticks and plates were placed on an empty table not far away.
Under the service of several palace ladies, Chongzhen first cleaned his hands, wiped away the water stains on his hands, and rinsed his mouth with water. After doing all this, he walked to the table with dishes and sat down.
The meal began under Wang Chengen's service.
He ate without saying a word or slept until he finished the porridge, and then Chongzhen put down the spoon in his hand.
The maid on the side quickly stepped forward to give Chongzhen water to rinse his mouth.
"My dear friend, do you think the ministers in the court would be like me, working so late every day and then drinking a bowl of porridge to fill their stomachs?" After Chongzhen rinsed his mouth, he turned to ask Wang Chengen who was waiting next to him.
Wang Chengen bowed and said: "How can those ministers compare with Your Majesty? Even if there are ministers who are busy until night, it is only a few times at most. Unlike Your Majesty, you are busy until late almost every day."
"Yes, if all my ministers were like me, the Ming Dynasty would not be revived, and the slave chiefs and tiger thieves would have been dealt with long ago." Chongzhen threw the cotton cloth used to wipe his hands into the copper basin in the hands of the palace maid.
Wang Chengen said carefully: "Although the ministers in the court cannot compare with your hard work, the emperor, most of them are still good and loyal to your majesty."
"Okay, no need to make excuses for them. I still don't know what these ministers are like. I just don't want to say it." Chongzhen interrupted Wang Chengen and continued, "Just like the porridge I just used, I'm afraid I There are very few of my ministers who eat as simply as I do."
Wang Chengen lowered his head and grinned.
I knew that there were not many ministers in the court who had as simple a diet as Chongzhen. Even the slightly powerful eunuchs in the palace had better food than Chongzhen.
"Why are you silent? It seems that you, my dearest companion, also know that my ministers are living a more comfortable life than I, the Ming Emperor." Chongzhen snorted coldly.
Wang Chengen hurriedly spoke to comfort him: "Your Majesty, please calm down. There is no need to make yourself angry because of a few disobedient ministers."
"Are they a few ministers? I'm afraid the whole dynasty is full of such ministers." Chongzhen said in a cold tone.
These words made Wang Chengen not know how to persuade him.
It's hard to say that all the ministers in the DPRK are living a good life, but you, the emperor, are the poorest.
If he really said that, his head would not be far away from moving.
Chongzhen walked back to the imperial cabinet and sat down. He said, "Daban, you said that I have something important to do and ask these people for money. Will they give it out?"
"But, it might be possible!" Wang Chengen said without confidence.
Seeing this, Chongzhen snorted heavily and said: "It seems that you don't think that I can ask for money from these people, but I am going to ask them for money. I want to see who are the loyal ministers of my Ming Dynasty." , who are the traitors of the Ming Dynasty."
The graphics card fan of the computer has been buzzing loudly these days, and the noise is loud. The computer case is still the kind of computer that has been broken and has not been dismantled. The outermost cover can be removed by unscrewing the screws. There is another occupancy inside. Two-thirds of the flat iron baffle has the hard disk fixed with screws. It is this iron baffle that has been fractured and has not been removed. I don’t know how to remove it, but it cannot be removed without removing the graphics card. Alas, someone who knows how to do it can teach me how to remove the fracture. .
(End of chapter)
