I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 511 The Honored Clan Wants Compensation

Two days have passed since Jiajing discussed with Zhao Zhenji last time about matters related to taking over Hu Zongxian's position.

In the past two days, the government and the public were extremely calm, and there was not even the slightest disturbance!

Evening, Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

After Jiajing finished his daily meditation, he got up from the futon. Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the desk beside him. Those memorials that he hadn't had time to read, but soon, Jiajing looked away and said to himself.

"Forget it, let's wait until tomorrow. While it's still early, I have to go to Ganlu Palace to see how Shen is doing."

Just when Jiajing was about to leave, Lu Fang walked in with extremely eager steps.

The moment he entered the Qianqing Palace, he subconsciously turned his gaze to Jiajing, knelt down on the ground, and reported respectfully.

"Q... Qi Your Majesty, slave... slave has something important to report, Ying... Duke of England..."

Seeing Lu Fang's eagerness, Jiajing couldn't help frowning slightly, and turned to ask.

"Lu Fang, don't be in a hurry and talk slowly, what's wrong with British Duke?"

After taking a deep breath and calming down, Lu Fang recovered and reported to Jiajing.

"Report to Your Majesty, the British official Zhang Rong is seeking an audience outside, saying that he has an extremely important matter to discuss with you!"

After Jiajing listened to Lu Fang's report, a look of hesitation suddenly appeared on Jiajing's face. After pondering for a moment, Jiajing came back to his senses and gave orders.

"Well, I see, let him in!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After getting Jiajing's permission, Lu Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, did not stay in the Qianqing Palace, and immediately turned and left.

At this moment, outside the Qianqing Palace, the British Duke Zhang Rong was anxiously waiting for the news of Lu Fang.

Looking at the Qianqing Palace, which was so close in front of him, Zhang Rong's thoughts had already drifted far away.

"Well, I don't know if His Majesty will agree to this proposal later. If His Majesty does not agree then, how should I explain to those clans and nobles who have high hopes for me!"

Just when Zhang Rong was still envisioning the scene of the meeting with Jiajing later in his mind, Lu Fang had already quietly arrived in front of Zhang Rong, bowed to the ground, and said softly.

"My lord, His Majesty let you go there!"

After hearing Lu Fang's reminder, Zhang Rong came back to his senses, and immediately expressed his gratitude to Lu Fang.

"Eunuch Lau Lu is here!"

When Lu Fang heard this, a flattered expression appeared on his face, and he repeatedly declined.

"Where, where, the British public opinion is serious, you should go there as soon as possible, don't keep His Majesty waiting!"

"Ah."

Hearing these words, Zhang Rong responded insignificantly, and immediately stepped up the steps of Qianqing Palace.

Before formally entering the Qianqing Palace, Zhang Rong suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then entered the Qianqing Palace with steady steps.

After Zhang Rong entered Qianqing Palace, he knelt down on the ground respectfully like those ministers, and said in a deep voice.

"My minister bows to His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

Seeing this situation, Jiajing immediately got up from the dragon chair, and then came to Zhang Rong in person, helped him up from the ground, and said.

"My lord Yingying, you are the noble empress and a pillar of our Ming Dynasty, so there is no need to be like this!"

After that, Jiajing looked at the eunuch who was waiting on the side, and then ordered.

"Come here, give a seat to the British prince!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

As soon as Jiajing's words fell, a eunuch soon stepped forward, prepared a seat for Zhang Rong, and laid a soft cushion on the seat.

Although before this, Zhang Rong had already imagined the meeting scene with Jiajing in his mind, but all this was beyond Zhang Rong's expectation, especially Jiajing's intimate attitude towards him caught him off guard .

Soon, Zhang Rong came to his senses, cupped his hands, and thanked Jiajing: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!"

Jiajing didn't take this matter to heart, but waved his hand quite casually, and then said.

"My lord, you don't have to be so polite to me. Your ancestors were all heroes who threw their heads and blood for the Ming Dynasty. They deserve to be treated like this!"

When Jiajing said this, he immediately pointed to the seat with his finger and gave instructions.

"sit down!"

After receiving Jiajing's order, Zhang Rong just sat down on his seat nervously.

Seeing Zhang Rong sitting down on the seat, Jiajing nodded slightly. After that, Jiajing sat back on the dragon chair again, turned his gaze to Zhang Rong, and asked.

"By the way, the British prince is here today, what can I do for you?"

After Zhang Rong heard this, after hesitating for a long time, he put on a gesture of giving up and begged Jiajing.

"To tell you the truth, Your Majesty, to be honest, I have come here this time because I was entrusted by the clan and nobles to ask Your Majesty something!"

When Jiajing heard Zhang Rong's words, his face remained unchanged, but he had quietly raised his inner vigilance to the highest level.

After that, Jiajing put on a look of not caring about it, and said slowly.

"It doesn't matter if you say it, the British government, as long as I can do it, I can promise you!"

After receiving Jiajing's promise, Zhang Rong's nerves, which had been extremely tense since entering the Qianqing Palace, finally relaxed a little.

Immediately afterwards, after Zhang Rong sorted out the words in his mind, he carefully proposed the purpose of his trip to Jiajing.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I have been entrusted by those clans and nobles this time, and I want to ask Your Majesty, can you give more quotas to the clan and nobles on the basis of the imperial examination?"

When Zhang Rong said this, without waiting for Jiajing to give a response, he complained like crying.

"Your Majesty, you don't know something. Since you ordered the reduction of the clan's expenses and allowed the clan to work freely, due to the lack of ability to make ends meet, the days of many clans have become visibly sad!"

"Before this, there were already a large number of people in their family. On weekdays, they relied on the salary and Lumi issued by the imperial court to live."

"And now, since Your Majesty has ordered to reduce the expenses of the clan, can you give them some compensation in other ways?"

"For example, in addition to the imperial examinations, specially organize examinations for clans and nobles, and select available talents from them!"

After Jiajing listened to the proposal given by the British official Zhang Rong, the expression on his face suddenly became extremely embarrassed. After thinking for a long time, he gave a response.

"If possible, I actually don't want to reduce the expenses of the clan, but the situation at that time was that the expenses of the clan had already accounted for one-third of the national treasury's revenue. If there is no reform, sooner or later our Ming Dynasty will support Can't go down!"

When Jiajing said this, he paused for a moment, and then continued to add.

"In addition, the British government just mentioned that in addition to the imperial examinations, it specially organizes examinations for the clan and nobles, and selects talents from them."

"You must be very clear in your heart that this matter is related to the interests of countless people, and I cannot make a decision by myself!"

After Zhang Rong listened to Jiajing's explanation, the look in his eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he lowered his head unconsciously.

"Oh, it seems that His Majesty does not intend to accept this proposal!"

Just when Zhang Rong thought that things were going nowhere, and was about to leave, Jiajing seemed to have seen what Zhang Rong was thinking, and took his eyes away from him, and said to himself.

"However, I plan to bring this matter to the next cabinet meeting for discussion. At that time, I will do my best to discuss a plan that everyone can accept. What do you think?"

Seeing that Jiajing had already talked about this, even though he was reluctant, Zhang Rong had no choice but to admit the fact with his nose squeezed.

After that, Zhang Rong got up from the seat, bowed his hands to Jiajing, and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty is wise, since this is the case, I will not disturb Your Majesty!"

When Jiajing heard this, he responded in a subtle way, and immediately gave instructions.

"Well, if there is any progress, I will send someone to notify you!"

"Your Majesty is wise, I will retire now!"

After Zhang Rong left, I saw Jiajing supporting his chin with one hand, and began to think about the pros and cons of this matter.

After a long time, Jiajing came back to his senses and said silently to himself.

"This matter is not easy to handle, after all, it involves millions of clans and the interests of those nobles!"

"We have to come up with a solution that is acceptable to both parties as soon as possible!"

Thinking so, Jiajing immediately got up from the dragon chair, flicked his sleeves, and walked out of Qianqing Palace.

As soon as Jiajing walked out of the Qianqing Palace, Lu Fang, who had been waiting outside, greeted him and asked cautiously.

"Your Majesty, are you still going to Ganlu Palace?"

When Jiajing heard this, he glanced at Lu Fang rather strangely, looked at the surrounding sky that was about to dim, and said immediately.

"Go, why don't you go?"

"It's not too late, let's go now!"

Hearing Jiajing's words, Lu Fang forcibly suppressed the joy in her heart, and responded respectfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After that, Jiajing rode on the dragon and headed towards the direction of Ganlu Palace, while Lu Fang followed Jiajing step by step as before.

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Along the way, the eunuchs and maids on both sides of the road saw the emperor going out, and they all avoided to open a road. If they couldn't avoid it, they knelt on the ground on both sides of the road, lowered their heads, and waited quietly for the dragon on which the emperor was riding to leave.

Soon, the dragon that Jiajing was riding on stopped firmly in front of Ganlu Palace.

Jiajing stepped down from the dragon, glanced at Lu Fang beside him, and gave instructions.

"Come in with me!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After responding, Lu Fang immediately followed Jiajing's footsteps and stepped into the Ganlu Palace.

As early as the moment Jiajing's Long Lun arrived at Ganlu Palace, an eunuch reported the matter to the imperial concubine Shen's personal maid.

At this moment, in Shen's room, her personal maid is reporting the corresponding situation to Shen.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has arrived!"

After listening to the personal maid's report, the expression on Shen's face did not change much, but she just responded in a rather flat manner.

"Well, this palace knows, you go down first!"

After giving orders to the maid, Shen immediately faced the bronze mirror and combed her hair leisurely with an ivory comb.

Not long after Shen's personal maid left, the door of Shen's room was pushed open only after hearing a 'squeak'. Shen followed the prestige and saw Jiajing stepping into the room.

Upon hearing this, Shen stopped combing her hair, put the ivory comb in her hand back to its original position, turned her gaze to Jiajing, and said respectfully, "I have seen Your Majesty!"

When Jiajing heard this, she responded in a subtle way, and immediately came to Shen, picked up the ivory comb that she had put back in place earlier, and continued to comb her full head of hair.

Seeing this situation, Shen's face suddenly turned red, and she said shyly.

"His Majesty!"

Jiajing had a full view of the shyness on Shen's face, kept moving his hands, and joked with a smile.

"I'm already an old couple, yet I'm still so shy!"

When Shen heard Jiajing's words, her face became even more shy, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this... this matter, the concubine can do it by himself!"

Hearing this, Jiajing gently stroked Shen's soft and smooth hair before turning to speak.

"The state affairs are busy, and I don't have much time to spend with you on weekdays. Thank you for your hard work!"

When Shen heard the words, she shook her head imperceptibly, and snuggled into Jiajing's arms, with a happy expression on her face, she said softly.

"As long as His Majesty still has his concubine in his heart, the concubine will be satisfied!"

At this time, Shen's big watery eyes just stared at Jiajing blinking and blinking, unwilling to leave for a moment. To her, the man in front of her was her everything, her whole world. .

Seeing this, Jiajing couldn't hold back his inner feelings anymore, and immediately kissed her.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

The atmosphere in the room became ambiguous visibly to the naked eye. After that, Shen Shi, who was blushing, gently broke free from Jiajing's arms.

Perhaps in order to dilute the rippling atmosphere in the room, Shen pointed to the teapot on the side table and asked Jiajing.

"Does Your Majesty want some tea?"

Seeing Shen's bulging belly under the blue silk robe, Jiajing immediately opened his mouth and said.

"Forget it, let me come!"

As soon as Jiajing's words fell, Shen shook her head slightly and said slowly.

"Your Majesty is diligent in political affairs on weekdays. For such trivial matters, let the concubine do it for you. Your Majesty, you can just sit down!"

After Shen finished speaking, she picked up the teapot on the table and poured a cup of hot tea for herself and Jiajing.

Jiajing looked at Shen's appearance while pouring tea, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

Just when Jiajing was in a daze, Shen's voice brought him back to reality.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea!"

"Ah."

When Jiajing heard this, he immediately came back to his senses, picked up the teacup from the table, and took a sip.

In an instant, a mellow and long-lasting taste spread in the mouth, and at the end, there was still a hint of sweetness.

Jiajing's eyes lit up, he put down the teacup in his hand, and praised him.

"Well, it's really good tea!"

(End of this chapter)