I am the king of the dead

Chapter 194: Nothing To Do Today
Zhu Qiyu naturally calculated that someone would cause trouble, but he was sure that it was within the scope of his handling, and he was very sure that he would not be ousted by the vassal rebels.

He really calculated seriously that in the entire Great Tomorrow, there are a total of [-] princes in the lineage, and among them, the only one who can carry the banner of rebellion is Xiang Wang Zhu Zhanqian.

But Zhu Zhanqian was a very irresponsible person. The Wala army went south and invited his golden seal to Beijing to be the emperor, but he didn't come.

Now even the golden seal is in Zhu Qiyu's hands.

Even if there is some trouble, it is within Zhu Qiyu's tolerance.

"Your Majesty, the treasure of orthodoxy, didn't the seal of King Jili fall into the Jinshui River? I had someone turn off the gate, drain the water, and found it." Xing'an held a seal and put it in front of the case.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at it, waved his hand and said, "Put it away."

There is a book in Zhu Qiyu's hand, which is about Song Qinzong's story after Beishou. It is called "The Stories of Beishou". If you don't read the name, you may think it is about Zhu Qizhen.

But this book is indeed adapted from the Song Dynasty's "Bei Hunting Experience Record".

The beauty of this book is that every word and every sentence is about Song Qinzong Zhao Huan, but between the lines, you can always read the things about Zhu Qizhen.

For example, the poignant love story on the prairie, such as Le Bu Si Song, such as talking about Huqin, such as knocking on the door in Xiangyang and Jiankang, and finally knocking on the door of the Southern Song Dynasty in Lin'an.

If this is left for later generations, how can a TV series with a big heroine, a big IP, and a lot of stars be produced.

Zhu Qiyu took this "Northern Hunting Stories" and asked with a strange expression: "Who wrote it? The pens of these literati are really true. No blood is seen in killing people. This King Jili is dead, and he still has to punish his heart." ?”

Xing'an hurriedly said: "It was written by a pen name Huayang Dongzhu. As for who it is, I don't know who it is. The Ru'an Poetry Club sent it to Chen Dashi, and it just received this manuscript."

In fact, these novels with serious political overtones in the early Ming Dynasty did not have specific signatures, and they were replaced by pen names, and the author was unknown.

For example, the masterpiece in Zhu Qiyu's mind, the author of "Jin Ping Mei" is Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, who is also a dragon who sees the beginning but does not see the end.

"Seal, open the seal, and if someone reads it, it will be printed." Zhu Qiyu put the book on the desk, and he did something bad to Zhu Qizhen.

I know it too clearly, I have already experienced it once, and looking at it again, it seems redundant.

Xing'an said cheerfully: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites has urged your Majesty to draft female candidates. This time, there are only four people left. Except for Tang Guiren, the remaining three are all tall and plump, dignified, and graceful. Peerless."

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said: "If you have nothing to do, let's go and have a look."

He came out of the Compassionate Ning Palace, thought about it for a long time, and somewhat understood what the Empress Dowager Sun meant. After all, as a aunt, rampant evil has become a foregone conclusion.

Then the matter of the draft girl, if today is delayed tomorrow, and tomorrow is delayed the day after tomorrow, how can the children and grandchildren prosper?

Zhu Qiyu happened to be free, so he chose one, and then went to Daming's Baoyuan Bureau to have a look.

The place for the selection is in the palace, once His Majesty confines him, he will live in the palace, waiting for His Majesty's selection, and he will not be able to leave the palace when he is idle. Once he enters the gate of the palace, it is as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang is a passerby from then on.

Zhu Qiyu does know some poems with palace words and grievances.

But this kind of rule doesn't hold for him.

Because he lives in Tai'an Palace, those rules that are bigger than the sky are not valid at Zhu Qiyu's place, because he is the sky of Daming.

As soon as Hu Wei, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, heard that His Majesty had entered the palace to see the beautiful women in Yeting, he immediately rushed to Yeting from Wenyuan Pavilion.

Today, must!Let His Majesty handle this matter!

One empress, three wives and nine concubines, the nine concubines were forbidden by the emperor's ancestors, but the three wives must make up for it!
Don't let His Majesty procrastinate any longer!
This matter has dragged on for almost nine months!

Today, must!Get this done!
As soon as Zhu Qiyu arrived in Yeting, he met Hu Wei who came running with a group of people.

"See Your Majesty, this can be regarded as coming! But do you want to circle it?" Hu Wei said pantingly, he was getting old, and he couldn't breathe after running a few steps, but Hu Ming said cheerfully: "Your Majesty, take a look?"

Zhu Qiyu said with a smile: "Well, look."

He sat on the bench in the courtyard, waiting for the four women to come in.

"This Tang Yunyan is a nobleman appointed by His Majesty, so I won't talk too much." Hu Min said cheerfully, "The remaining three are all well-educated and reasonable people with good natures."

"This first Li Xi'er, whose father Li Hongyu was from Shaanxi, was once the Chief of Weiqian in Ningxia, Shaanxi, and served as an official under the Marquis of Ningyang. That’s all for Mr. Li Qian.”

"In this battle of the capital, Mr. Li Qian served as the commander-in-chief of the [-]-battalion of the Weiyao Camp of the Siwei Regiment. , I can’t ride a horse, and now I am teaching in the martial arts hall.”

Hu Wei has speculations about some of His Majesty's preferences. For example, this Li Xi'er is dignified and beautiful, and his family is clean. Most importantly, this is someone selected by His Majesty's territory.

Hu Wei has an extremely keen sense of smell for politics. As an evergreen tree in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty for 40 years, Hu Wei is extremely good at trying to figure out the holy will.

If you stuff people into His Majesty's Tai'an Palace, that's the old birthday star.

He still wanted to close his eyes before he could see the Ming Dynasty regain its prosperity.

"See you." Zhu Qiyu nodded and said.

Wang Meilin is a staunch woman, Hang Xian is Xiaojiabiyu, Tang Yunyan is the kind who hesitates to speak, still holding a pipa half-hidden, then Li Xier is full of peach blossoms and laughs at the spring breeze, and all spring water is full of love.

Li Xi'er has a tall and plump figure, which means that if you increase it by one point, you will be longer, and if you subtract one point, you will be shorter. Her eyes are shy and dodgy.

Your majesty is heroic, and the capital is widely spread. Deshengmen captured the flag, paraded the army day and night, and never slack off.

Which Beijing woman is not emotional about these things?Don't want to be drilled?

After nearly a thousand people were selected, they survived round after round, and finally met His Majesty.

It was a worthwhile trip.

Hu Wei said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this Li Xi'er's mother is the Wu family, and she was originally a musician in Taichang Temple, so Li Xi'er is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. , Carols, Cuyuan, Wuxuan, Jiuling, all of them are proficient.”

Li Xi'er's father was from a very good family background, but Li Xi'er's mother, Mrs. Wu, was a musician.

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said, "No problem."

Family background is not a problem, obviously Li Xi'er's family education is good, and her temperament does not look like a restless home.

Just be able to have a baby.

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said, "See you Tang Yunyan again."

Tang Yunyan came from outside the hall, obviously poked her head around, and smiled when she saw Zhu Qiyu.

During the big banquet, she ran to meet him secretly once.

Tang Yunyan's face was a little blushing, she pursed her lips, her skin was as clear as the morning glow reflected on the snow, and as clear as a hibiscus just out of the water, she was a little surprised, then she walked forward slowly, and said timidly: "See Your Majesty, Your Majesty's Blessings."

"I am safe." Zhu Qiyu nodded calmly again.

Last time at the big banquet, I only took a glance at it from a distance, and only saw the eyes that were as bright as stars, and half of a beautiful face that was astonished as a heavenly man, but when I came closer, I found that she was indeed a beauty.

Walking like a light cloud coming out of Yuanxiu, voicing like a white stone passing through a secluded spring.

This temperament, at first glance, is that the family is restless.

Zhu Qiyu also understands why there is such a word as confidante.

He was sure, too, that he could have children.

Zhu Qiyu stood up and said: "Don't read the following ones, just these two, circle around, I still have something to do, Xing'an, you take it to meet the Queen Mother Sun, and then take it to Tai'an Palace to meet the mother."

"I still have to go to Baoyuan Bureau to have a look."

"Farewell to Your Majesty." The two pretty ladies were stunned for a long time, their eyes filled with astonishment. They heard that His Majesty acted swiftly and resolutely, but they did not expect it to be so swiftly and resolutely!

Hu Yichang heaved a sigh of relief, His Majesty finally settled the matter.

When Zhu Qiyu left Yeting, he got on his horse and went straight to Baoyuan Bureau.

Baoyuan Bureau, affiliated to the Ministry of Industry, is Daming's coin-minting institution, but the coins minted by Baoyuan Bureau are copper coins.

According to the prohibition of gold and silver according to the ancestral precepts of the Ming Dynasty, the Baoyuan Bureau cannot use gold and silver coins, so they mint copper coins every day.

In order to promote the Daming Banknotes, in the 26th year of Hongwu, the Ming Dynasty ordered the closure of Baoyuan bureaus in various places, and the large-scale coin casting stopped.

There are only two Baoyuan bureaus left, Yingtianfu and Shuntianfu.

Before the 26th year of Hongwu, the Ming Dynasty cast copper coins twice, totaling more than 4 million pieces, equivalent to about 20 taels of silver.

The Ministry of Planning is also slowly playing a role. They calculated that according to the initial budget of the number of people in Daming, Daming needs to cast 20 billion to 30 billion copper plates every year to ensure the use of Daming. That is to say, each person needs 50 new copper plates to be able to use.

Because in the Northern Song Dynasty, 30 billion copper coins were minted every year.

However, Nanjing and Beijing Baoyuan bureaus add up to less than 2000 million copper coins annually, which is about 3 taels of silver.

What is this concept?

In the fourth year of Jingtai, that is, in 1453, the day Constantinople was renamed Istanbul, Japan paid tribute to Daming and exchanged silver, women, minerals, etc. for more than [-] million copper coins from Daming.

The Japanese paid tribute every ten years, and the copper coins made by the Baoyuan Bureau of the two capitals of the Ming Dynasty combined, and the copper coins cast by the Ming Dynasty went directly to half.

This is just the Wa country. There are 27 tributary countries in Ming Dynasty and [-] non-expropriation countries.

A large number of Ming copper coins flowed out, and Yongle Tongbao became a substantial currency throughout South Asia and Southeast Asia.

This is where Daming is outrageous. Almost all courtiers feel that sea trade has caused a large loss of brass in the country, and sea trade should be banned.

Zhu Qiyu couldn't figure it out at all, how did Daming hold the right to mint coins, so how could he turn his financial affairs into such a corrupt look!
He brought Tiqi to the Baoyuan Bureau, which was sparsely populated. Obviously, Wang Bingfu, the head of the Baoyuan Bureau, did not expect His Majesty to come.

The chubby chief, sitting on the rattan recliner in the yard, wobbled and said slowly, "I have nothing to do today, come back tomorrow."

Apparently Chen Bingfu thought that someone was coming to work, but Baoyuan Bureau had nothing to do today, so he asked the person to leave on the grounds that there was nothing to do today.

King Louis XVI of France wrote in his diary: Nothing happened today, then the Bastille was breached, and Louis XVI was buried on the guillotine designed by himself.

It's not a good excuse to have nothing to do today.

"What did you say?" Zhu Qiyu looked at the yard. Behind the yard of Baoyuan Bureau was the workshop, which was all idle now. He wandered around for a long time, but Wang Bingfu was still motionless, and continued to sway on the reclining chair with his eyes closed.

Under the oak tree, hanging on the treetop, there is a birdcage, a teapot, a teacup, and a cattail fan, fanned gently, this day is extremely comfortable.

Such a trip is a whole day.

Zhu Qiyu can imagine that this guy looks like this every day.

After so many rounds in the Baoyuan Bureau, Wang Bingfu still didn't care at all, and continued to shake the rocking chair.

"I've said it all! You have nothing to do today, and you still insist...!" Wang Bingfu sat up suddenly, a little anxious, and spoke quickly, he swallowed half of what he had said.

His eyes were wide open, looking at the color of His Majesty's ordinary clothes, the Twelve Chapters of the Son of Heaven, and the five golden dragon patterns before and after, he turned his head a little dull.

Just like that, Twelve Tiqi stood quietly in the yard without saying a word.

A gust of wind blew by, and a fallen leaf swirled and fell in front of Wang Bingfu, and he didn't move.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Your Majesty! See Your Majesty! How are you doing, Your Majesty!" Wang Bingfu's knees were weak, and he knelt down and saluted tremblingly!

Why does His Majesty appear and disappear every day!
I actually strolled to this Baoyuan bureau today!
Zhu Qiyu sneered and said: "I am safe, but you are uneasy."

He thinks he is a diligent emperor, what is Chen Xun talking about every day?
He said that His Majesty is an example for the people of the world, and he should lead by example, but he just came to Baoyuan Bureau suddenly today to have a look, and he saw what it means to be superfluous.

This is not only superfluous, it is simply dereliction of duty with Daming's salary.

Kuai Xiang, the head of the Construction Department of the Ministry of Industry, was busy all day for the Shijing factory, soaking in the construction site, and hadn't returned home for several months. The head of the Baoyuan Bureau drank tea all day.

They are all from the Ministry of Industry, but the same rice can support all kinds of people.

"Let's resign tomorrow." Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said.

The Baoyuan Bureau of Ming Dynasty has been corrupted for a long time, even if Wang Bingfu can't do anything, there is indeed a certain reason for this state. If there is copper in the workshop of Baoyuan Bureau, he will hit two hammers, and if there is no copper, he will rest.

Except for the head of the Baoyuan Bureau, the rest are all hired servants, and even the stove heads of the copper furnaces in the Baoyuan Bureau are all hired in silver.

Zhu Qiyu intends to give Baoyuan Bureau a new look.

This place can't continue to be so rotten. If it continues to be so rotten in a place that has the right to mint coins in Southeast Asia, how can Daming get better?
　Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone, Sahua!
　　
　
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