Qianqing Palace.
The emperors of Daqing handled government affairs and reviewed the boundaries of memorials.
The Qinzheng Hall in front is used to go to court, and is called the Jinluan Hall among the people. It sounds like it is the most important palace in the world.
In fact, it is not the case. Those who know it think it is Qianqing Palace.
A big meeting is held for small matters, and a small meeting is held for big matters.
The Palace of Qinzheng is where meetings are held to deal with small matters. Major matters related to the reform of the country are all decided by His Majesty in the Palace of Qianqing with a small circle of right-hand men.
At noon.
Eunuch Yuan went into the palace to announce that Eunuch Yi, the palace supervisor on duty, came to ask for an audience.
"come in."
The Orthodox Emperor closed the memorial and rubbed his temples to relieve fatigue.
Since the late emperor took over the throne, he did not dare to relax in the affairs of the court for fear of disappointing the ancestors of the Zhao family. He would eat and drink at night, and he would not rest until the ugly day when he approved memorials every day.
The late emperor had been in poor health for ten thousand years and went to court every ten days. The orthodox emperor went to court every day after he ascended the throne.
As soon as the meeting started, from 10 o'clock to noon, the ministers of the court stood for most of the day, and there were already old and frail officials writing letters begging for the bones.
If he goes on like this, he won't die suddenly in Qinzheng Hall.
"Slave Zhou Yi, pay homage to Your Majesty!"
Zhou Yi's voice started to ring from the door of the palace. When he finished speaking, he slipped in front of the Zhengtong Emperor, kowtowed and bowed three times: "Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!"
The Orthodox Emperor nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Get back on your feet."
Before he ascended the throne, the Zhengtong Emperor had always scorned the so-called "Long Live", thinking it was an act of flattery by his ministers.
Now that I am sitting on the Dragon Throne, these words are so pleasing to my ears!
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhou Yi did not dare to stand up straight or even raise his head to look directly. According to the court law, it was disrespectful to look directly at the emperor.
The Zhengtong Emperor praised: "I entrusted you with the on-duty palace supervisor. It's really good. In a few days, the palace has changed its appearance, and such a big case of corruption has been discovered."
Zhou Yi uses the art of listening and breathing at any time to pay attention to the tone of His Majesty's words. He can keenly sense any slightest drop in his voice.
The first words about achievements were spoken in a calm tone, but the word "corruption" at the back was obviously a little more aggravated. Obviously, the focus of today's summons was on combating corruption, and on gold and silver!
When the emperor speaks, in order to prevent the people below from understanding the details, he must deliberately remain silent and show his majesty.
However, people must have emotions and preferences, which will silently affect the tone of speech. It is difficult for ordinary people's ears to distinguish, but Zhou Yi's profound skill requires the use of listening and breathing skills to detect it.
"This slave has your Majesty's trust, so you should work hard to do your best!"
Zhou Yi knelt down and said solemnly: "I live in a humble position. When I was on duty as a palace supervisor, I saw a lot of corruption. I even took money myself."
"However, I have always been deeply abhorred by such acts. Now, only with His Majesty's trust and support can we clean up the filth!"
Zhou Yi admitted that he had taken the money and surrendered, so he could gain your majesty's trust. After all, the emperor is not blind, and the servants in the palace are greedy, how could they not know this.
Besides, if the leader doesn’t have your handle, how can he use you with confidence?
Furthermore, all credit must be attributed to His Majesty’s trust. Our family has only made some achievements under His Majesty’s wise leadership!
"Not bad!"
The Zhengtong Emperor praised him repeatedly and became more and more pleased with Zhou Yi: "I will be relieved to leave the palace supervisor to you. Work hard and I will be promoted to the chief admiral in the future."
Zhou Yi's ears moved and he could clearly hear Eunuch Yuan's heartbeat, which was a few beats faster than before.
I secretly cursed His Majesty for provoking it, but I also felt a bit greedy. I kowtowed and said, "I will do my best to protect Your Majesty!"
The Zhengtong Emperor said: "If you have merit, you must be rewarded. I will give you an access badge. You can come to Qianqing Palace to see me at any time."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Zhou Yi burst into tears with gratitude. This kind of reward is far more than a promotion. Holding some high-ranking and powerless positions is nothing compared to being able to be close to His Majesty at any time.
"Back off."
The Orthodox Emperor waved his hand and suddenly said: "Remember to put the stolen silver into internal funds!"
"I'm a slave."
Zhou Yi nodded repeatedly. The internal funds are His Majesty's private property, unlike the public property of the Ministry of Household Treasury. In the latter, everyone must have a reason to spend money, including His Majesty.
Leave Qianqing Palace.
Zhou Yi's bent body suddenly stood up straight, and there was a sound of wind as he walked.
I met a young eunuch standing guard at the corner. He was thirteen or fourteen years old. He must have entered the palace not long ago and was assigned to be on duty outside the Qianqing Palace. His martial arts talent was considered to be superior.
"Meet Eunuch Yi!"
The little eunuch seemed to recognize Zhou Yi. He knelt down and kowtowed. After a few times, blood oozed from his forehead.
Zhou Yi recognized at a glance that the blood stains were caused by true energy, but to be so sincere, it was obvious that he had done his homework in advance and waved with satisfaction.
"Get up, do you think we are familiar with you? What's your name?"
The little eunuch looked happy. As long as he could talk, the relationship had been half-closed. He smiled flatteringly and said, "My name is Xiaoqu. Eunuch Yi is the most important figure in the palace, and we are just grandchildren."
“Grandchildren, fun and interesting!”
Zhou Yi said: "Our family likes you very much. Would you like to give you a promotion today?"
"Meet my godfather!"
Xiaoqu was thoughtful and was immediately surprised when he heard that he was being promoted. He knelt down and kowtowed three times again.
"You're a good boy."
Zhou Yi said: "From now on, when Haosheng is on duty, whoever enters the Qianqing Palace and what they say will be written down by Haosheng, and he will go to the palace supervisor every day to report to us."
Even if you take in your godson, you can't give him any benefits right away, you have to do something first!
As long as Xiaoqu works hard and reports on people and things in the Qing Dynasty every day, then he will be labeled as Zhouyi. From now on, there will be a relationship of mutual prosperity and loss.
"Don't worry, godfather, we will be careful."
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Zhou Yi smiled proudly, and after nine years in the palace, I have become a big shot in raising a godson.
Return to the palace supervisor.
Wen Dianbo sent a stack of official documents, all of which were matters that had to be dealt with today, including recruitment, duty, purchasing, etc.
Zhou Yi took power not long ago and it was difficult to grasp the details.
So following Wen Dianbo's suggestion, all official documents were signed by another person, who was the first person responsible for the matter. If there was a problem in the future, he would be the first to be killed.
In this way, Zhou Yi only needs to draw a circle to express his agreement.
"This method cannot last long. For the time being, the remaining power of the purge is still there, and the people below can still do things. If time goes by, the below will return to their old greed, and we will become blind!"
"It doesn't matter if we're greedy for ink or something, but if it reaches His Majesty's ears, it will affect our evaluation."
Zhou Yi thought hard and couldn't figure out the solution to this problem. Maybe there is no solution at all. Human nature is greedy, and no one can solve the problem.
"We can't solve the problem of corruption, so we have to know who is corrupt and how much."
"Harvest a batch every once in a while, and give the bulk to His Majesty. We can also make some money and spend the difference. This saves us from having to go to the ink myself..."
After thinking about this, Zhou Yi had an idea.
Take it easy!
Which eunuch in the palace doesn't have a lot of godsons to show his filial piety, and Zhou Yi is now qualified.
After half a year.
Zhouyi collected seventeen of them in a row and combined them with small songs to form "Eighteen Qian'er"!
(End of chapter)
