The daily life of the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, thick black

Chapter 242 Cabinet Bachelor
On New Year's Eve, the lights were brightly lit, and laughter could be heard in the inner city. Gu Huaishu and Zhang Tingyu celebrated the New Year happily, and gave the children lucky money, and discussed when they would be enlightened, but they did not notice Also spent the night.

Due to keeping the year old, Gu Huaishu went to bed very late, but he still got up early on the first day of the new year.

In the first seven days of the new year, the gifts to the various prefectures have been scattered like water. The palace is bustling, and it is a rare day for the emperor to rest. Zhang Tingyu pondered for a while, and while making tea, he said to Gu Huaixiu: "After today, Ma Qi I must have become a bachelor again, and it is time for me to rest here."

"What does that mean?"

Gu Huaixiu frowned, unexpectedly he didn't understand for a while.

Zhang Tingyu didn't explain, he just stayed in the house with his family to enjoy the snow and plum blossoms, and didn't mention it at all.

It's just that it was just after the new year, and on the first day of the new year called Da Qi, Gu Huaishu opened his eyes habitually, and saw Zhang Tingyu lying beside him with his eyes open, but he was motionless.

"Not going to court?"

"I am sick."

Zhang Tingyu spoke slowly, his lips curled up, looking at the sporadic lights outside, he only said to the outside through the room: "Ade packed up his clothes and went to the palace to report. I caught a cold during the New Year, and I have a high fever here." I can't get up, I won't go to court today."

These words were spoken so confidently that Gu Huaixiu was really taken aback.

But in just a blink of an eye, Gu Huaishu understood what Zhang Tingyu meant.

is a cruel man.

At this juncture, I dare to pick a pick.

On weekdays, Zhang Tingyu was really conscientious. Although his body was still strong, it was unavoidable that when he had a headache and fever, he would support his sick body and go to the palace to do errands. As long as the emperor had something to do, Zhang Tingyu would have no idle time.Now it is Zhang Tingyu who is reliable in his work, but when Li Guangdi left, none of the four great scholars was in charge, and when Ma Qi came back, because he had supported Eighth Master, the emperor might not trust him completely.In this way, who else can do things?
It can be said that once Zhang Tingyu put down the picker, there will be no changes in the court, but the South Study Room will inevitably be in a hurry.

Thinking through the key points, Gu Huaixiu inevitably felt that Zhang Tingyu had a deep scheming mind: "Why do I feel... your plan has been brewing for a long time?"

It is basically impossible to pay homage to the Prime Minister directly, but in the first month, it was reported that Peng Shibo, a cabinet bachelor, was going home to Ding You, and now he has resigned.

The cabinet follows the Ming system and is not among the three halls and two cabinets, but it has its own status, and it is also a rare high position among civil servants. The cabinet bachelor is the second rank, and the custom is generally ten people, six Manchus, and four Han people. indivual.What is missing now happens to be a Cabinet Sinologist.

However, Zhang Tingyu didn't mean that he took the initiative to seek the position of bachelor, he wanted to try the emperor's attitude, and cried by the way to show his hard work.

Zhang Tingyu just felt uncomfortable, this time, he had to make a fuss.

Anyway, I'm sick, so what to do with me!
As the saying goes, "children who can cry have milk to eat", and being an official should not be too conscientious and diligent in obscurity.

So Zhang Tingyuguang can't do things well, he wants to let Kangxi know that he is still a very important person, if he puts down the pick, Kangxi will still be the same...

Well, let's go with the conspiracy.

The calculations in Zhang Tingyu's mind were rattling, and the days when he was sleepy in bed were rarely leisurely.

Gu Huaishu knew his thoughts clearly, so he didn't care that much.

It's just that the Zhang mansion is calm and calm, and there is some commotion in the palace.

The sky had not yet been lit, and the palace lanterns had not yet been extinguished. The buildings in the Forbidden City overlapped each other, from the prince down to the Zhima officials, lined up on both sides in a neat and orderly manner.

Kangxi was in front of the imperial gate, only glanced at it, saw that there was an empty space among the civil servants, and asked, "Who didn't come here?"

All civil and military officials have to come to call Daqi. Everyday, everyone has their own position, so how can they be free?
Kangxi was puzzled, he stroked his gray beard, and looked at the officials below.

Li Dequan glanced at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he quietly said: "Returning to Lord Long Live, it seems that Master Zhang Tingyu didn't come."

"Where did Zhang Tingyu go?"

Kangxi thought about it, really, this Tingyu is the most stormy day, no matter what day you are, you must be neat and tidy when you should come, why didn't you come now?

Could something have happened?

Because of Zhang Tingyu's diligence and never missing a moment, who wouldn't think that something must have happened right now?

General ministers still have to think about whether they are messing with some concubine, or something happened to old and weak...

But Zhang Tingyu didn't have it. Who said that this one is simply too good at handling things?
Now when the emperor asked, Cai Shengyuan, a cabinet scholar who has a good relationship with Zhang Tingyu, came up and said: "Reporting to the emperor, when he entered the palace just now, Mr. Zhang's side came to tell his ministers that Mr. Zhang suffered from the cold in winter, and now he has a high fever." , people are in a daze, and they are too sick to get up. This is an apology written on behalf of his family."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a sound of sighs among the ruling and opposition parties.

Cai Shengyuan also handed over the booklet, Li Dequan took it and handed it over to Kangxi, Kangxi looked at the words: Isn't this his wife's handwriting?
At the end of the inscription, it was also written that "I can't write with my hands, but I can only dictate it so that I can record it on my behalf. I hope the emperor will forgive me." I think I am really sick.

Kangxi frowned when he read the booklet, and when the few senior scholars below heard it, some of them thumped in their hearts, something bad is going to happen!
If Zhang Tingyu doesn't come, there will be chaos in the South study.

Ma Qi, a senior scholar at Wenyuan Pavilion, hasn't come to his senses yet, so he just thinks it's just Zhang Tingyu who didn't come?

He said: "I heard that Mr. Zhang works all year round and is very tired. He must have become sick from overwork. I saw that he was doing well a few days ago. Why do you say that you are sick when you are sick?"

"Yeah, how do you say that if you are sick, you will be sick?"

Kangxi also muttered.

But this disease comes and goes like a mountain, who knows when it will go away?
Now there are still major issues to be discussed in the court council. In a blink of an eye, it has been Kangxi's 55th year, and Kangxi thought that he might wait until 60 years.

He talked with the courtiers, thinking that it was cold, so he didn't keep them any longer, and went to each department's yamen to do business. Ma Qi had just returned to his position as a bachelor, but he was still busy going to the south. Go to the study to discuss.

It was just the end of the new year, and the booklets hadn't piled up much. It was much warmer after entering the south study room. As soon as Kangxi sat on the throne, he asked the people below to do things.

The papers are piled up on the long case, which is said to be few, but in fact there are many. There are a few cabinet bachelors and Nanshu Hanlin sorting out.

One asked, "Where did you keep this notebook?"

"Didn't Master Zhang put it in this corner in the past?"

"I just misplaced it..."

"Hey, I'm messing around, hurry up and get a pen and paper..."

There was some confusion over there. In the past, Zhang Tingyu came early and had already ordered the people to divide the papers. Unexpectedly, now that Zhang Tingyu didn't come, these people were in a hurry.

Kangxi snorted coldly: "They are all useless things, seeing how you are in such a hurry, just take your time."

He started serving tea, thinking of Zhang Tingyu again, and said: "Zhang Tingyu is sick, so I will send a doctor from the imperial hospital to see him, and ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to buy some things to make up for my body, San Dezi, on your side Get someone to do it."

"Whoo."

As soon as Li Dequan beat the whisk, he bowed and went outside to give some instructions, and when he came back, he reported to Kangxi, saying that he had gone to the imperial hospital.

Ma Qi stood below, glanced at the South Study Room, and said: "Last year, the floods in the South never resolved. This year just started, there was another disturbance in Shandong, and it is said that another salt owl fled..."

"Zhang Tingyu reported this matter years ago. At that time, he wrote a countermeasure. Please, I will find the report and show it to Mr. Ma Qi."

Kangxi had a good memory, and Ma Qi was taken aback when he heard that.

Dunbai is also a bachelor of the cabinet. When he heard Kangxi's order, he felt dizzy. Does anyone know where the papers from last year are placed this year?He watched Zhang Tingyu put it last year. Although he knew where it was, it was troublesome to search for it. Someone came up to help find it, but he couldn't find it for a long time.

Kangxi and Ma Qi waited for a long time, but they didn't see anything, so they couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Wang Jie, didn't you and Zhang Tingyu draw up the excerpt at the beginning? Tell me about it. If you want to find the excerpt from last year, it will take a while to search."

Kangxi only said this casually, and the academician Wang Ji was bitter.

Hey, tell me that this piece of Tingyu doesn't get sick in the morning and doesn't get sick in the evening, why did he pick on this juncture to get sick?
To be honest, if Zhang Tingyu was in the South Study Room at the moment, he might have realized that the Shandong Yanxiao matter had been secretly discussed by the South Study Room when Ma Qi had just opened his mouth. The way to deal with it is only because the original book said that Wang Jian and Zhang Tingyu drafted it together, but in fact Zhang Tingyu came up with more ideas.Whether the idea is someone else's or someone else's, and now I want to ask Wang Jian, isn't this embarrassing?
For a moment, Wang Jie was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, and he said: "I am getting old, and I have forgotten it. I just remember that there seems to be a regulation that states that all provinces should make salt and develop lake salt... This, the rest is really not good. remembered……"

This time, Kangxi's face immediately pulled down.

The bachelors are very old, but they are not so confused, right?

Taking a gloomy glance like this, Kangxi saw that there was not even a single person who dared to speak up in the South Study Room. Ma Qi just came back and didn't understand what was going on. Ling Chi, who is just like a wooden man and still accepts Kangxi's gaze, is so uncomfortable!
In such eerie silence, Dunbai finally found the notebook, hurriedly handed it over while wiping off his cold sweat, and said, "This is the notebook drafted by Master Zhang at the end of last year. "

call……

Almost at the same time, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, the life in the South Study Room was not easy, but now they realized that without Zhang Tingyu, the life in the South Study Room was so difficult that people wanted to hang themselves!
The emperor was used to Zhang Tingyu, from reviewing documents to drafting edicts, nothing was completely without Zhang Tingyu's hands.The important thing is that the new year has just passed. Although last year's papers have been processed at the end of the new year, after all, there are still some things about this year last year, so we need to connect them.

They don't connect with each other on weekdays, and there is nothing wrong with them. As a result, today, a pair of errands is worth a lawsuit that countless people have head-to-head.

It is a good thing that the emperor has a capable minister by his side, who can relieve the emperor's worries and problems, but the most fearful thing is that this capable minister will put down the pick. Although Zhang Tingyu is ill this time, he is the only one who knows the most about so many. With Zhang Tingyu here, they were busy with errands for three days, and it would be much easier to finish them in one day.

Who made Zhang Tingyu the most familiar with these things?
Seeing that in the past seven or eight years, all the work has been done for him, he is familiar with everything and has the ability.

It was not until noon when they left the South study that everyone wiped off their sweat and walked away. Even Kangxi couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and drank tea to rest.

"I didn't feel it on weekdays, but now I understand it. I dare to love these great scholars. They usually only move their mouths but don't move their hands. Zhang Tingyu does all the hard work. But I suddenly... I thought he was too young, but the South Study Room The old stuff doesn’t help either. After all, Li Guangdi left, and now even Zhang Tingyu is gone, what should we do?”

Kangxi murmured for a while, but he didn't think much about it, he just thought about the previous things for a while.

Unexpectedly, as time passed, Zhang Tingyu's illness still did not recover, and he said that he might not recover until the end of the month.

Zhang Tingyu is not well, what should I do?
The errands that originally belonged to him have to be done by others, which is hard for Ma Qi, Wang Jie and others.

Originally, several bachelors were hands-off shopkeepers, and they often instructed Zhang Tingyu to do things.Now that Zhang Tingyu is gone, why don't you point out those Nanshufang Hanlin, those cabinet bachelors, or even point out your peers among your colleagues?
Nonsence!

Who can you point to?
As soon as I pointed out, I pointed out a bunch of problems. I just felt that these people didn’t understand this or that. Like lice on a bald donkey's head!
In short, everyone is stumbling.

At any rate, on the sixth day, Zhang Tingyu handed over a brochure, which clearly listed the important things, such as where some confidential brochures were kept, and said that although the father-in-laws had records, it was inevitable to search for them. Trouble, he simply wrote it together.

The people in front were struggling with this new year's office, so Zhang Tingyu's booklet came up, didn't it solve the urgent need?

Kangxi said in his heart that he was not moved, and it was a lie. The imperial doctor went to check his pulse and said that Zhang Tingyu was seriously ill, but the most dangerous period had passed, and he should recover in a while.

Thinking about Zhang Tingyu's illness and worrying about the things in the South Study Room, Kangxi simply issued an edict, saying: "Zhang Tingyu has worked hard for the country, and his heart will be rewarded. He has been loyal to the South Study Room for ten years. He is very knowledgeable and has a very good strategy. He will be promoted to a cabinet bachelor today and given a second rank? Dai Hualing, along with his wife, will be appointed as a second rank. Let's draw up an order."

Many people below were dumbfounded by this proposal.

To be honest, there are quite a few people who are staring at the vacancy of cabinet bachelor. Although everyone has already thought that it is Zhang Tingyu, but you just took this position without bloodshed. How shameless?
Zhang Tingyu is really a capable person to say that he can be sealed by the emperor when he is sick!

It's just that your majesty is keeping an eye on the time, Zhang Tingyu hasn't come yet, and he doesn't come to work because of his position, isn't it us who are working hard?

Walking in the South Study Room below was also a tear. Thinking about how many years Zhang Tingyu has endured, since he has such abilities, they should endure it.

After being busy for seven or eight days, and exiting from the South Study Room at night, Wang Jian finally couldn't help muttering to Ma Qi: "When will this Tingyu get better? My old back hurts!"

Ma Qi wanted to lie down on the ground, so he just stumbled and said, "If it weren't for Zhang Tingyu's book, I'm afraid I'd still be busy. Not to mention your old back hurts, I also have my old cold legs!"

"Hey, you two are really suffering from all kinds of illnesses, but my eyes are blurry. I'm getting old and I can't see clearly."

It was Xiao Yongzao who came up to speak, and he also had a look of bad luck.

Li Guangdi left, and now there are just four grand scholars coming out at night.

The latter Song Zhu was also exhausted from leaving: "Let's send some things to Zhang's mansion tomorrow, I think, Zhang Tingyu usually does things for him, but fortunately he suffered from illness today. It’s good to remind us, don’t forget the duty of being a minister.”

Who said it wasn't, but Li Guangdi is all to blame for this matter!

The old fellows stared and said: "Who says Zhang Tingyu is Li Guangdi's descendant? Zhang Yingna has a good relationship with Li Guangdi, and Li Guangdi's old eyes are usually dim-witted. Let Zhang Tingyu handle this matter and do it. Aren't we all used to it? Oh, look at how dangerous it is to capsize in the gutter today!"

"Who says it's not, after all—"

"It's all Li Guangdi's fault!"

Li Guangdi, who was far away in Fujian, was hugging his concubine beautifully, and couldn't help but let out a "sneeze".

The bastards have already left Beijing, who is still talking about the master behind his back?
What a nonsense!

Instead, the imperial edict was passed on, and Zhang Tingyu in Zhang's mansion accepted the imperial edict with a look of falling down, and when he turned around, he waved in front of Gu Huaixiu: "Look."

Gu Huaixiu pulled it away, and then threw it aside in disgust: "Now you are all scheming, but should you recover from your illness?"

"Where can it be."

Zhang Tingyu covered his head with a sky-blue gown embossed with gold thread, which was a rare appearance of wealth and dignity, but because of the light color, there was a bit of dust at once: "Second Lord, I am still sick, very sick."

Holding the teacup in one hand, he pointed at Gu Huaixiu with a smile all over his face.

When the window was opened, it looked beautiful outside, Gu Huaishu saw the plum petals falling down, and suddenly remembered: "How do I remember, just now Li Dequan said that Sun Zhiding was coming to see you?"

"It seems that the emperor cares about me, a close minister who works hard, so why not send him here?"

But what should Sun Zhiding worry about?
Zhang Tingyu pulled Gu Huaixiu out to enjoy the snow, and held up a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella, which matched his clothes very well. Today, Gu Huaixiu was wearing a rose-red flowered crepe skirt, with pinches in his hand. Wearing a silver pocket watch newly delivered from outside, it is a rare bright color in the snowy garden.

The two were holding the same umbrella, and they just walked around in the garden. Zhang Tingyu asked her to take the umbrella, and went up to pick plums by herself, saying that she would take it back and put it in a vase.

Outside, Sun Zhiding brought his people and they were welcomed in just after they passed the mansion. As a result, just outside the front hall, they saw Mr. Zhang, who was said to be too sick to get up, was visiting the garden with him.

That flamboyant gesture, really!

Sun Zhiding, the old doctor, was almost so angry that he vomited blood. When he came up, he bowed and cupped his hands: "Oh, my Lord Zhang, can you save the officials from worrying? If you are fine, just pretend to be sick. How can you pretend to be sick?" Why don’t you come out to visit the garden? If the emperor finds out later, I won’t be able to keep my head.”

Zhang Tingyu broke the flower branch, handed it back to Gu Huaixiu, caught another one, snapped it off, and then said: "Ms. Zhang is suffering from a serious illness. It won't recover for a while. You can still follow the emperor as usual." Just say it."

Is this still sick?

Sun Zhiding has never seen such a nonsense with open eyes, he is a little old man, he can only look at Gu Huaishu.

Gu Huaixiu pinched the flower branch in his hand, and coughed pretendingly: "Master Sun, my second master has passed his age, he has been tired for many years, and he is very weak. If he doesn't take good care of him, who knows if he will last three days?" What about the disease at both ends? You are sympathetic to him. Now he is so sick that he can’t walk, but I help write all the papers that are submitted. How dare you go to the South Study Room to tire yourself? You can prescribe some medicines carefully , if it’s all right, we’ll send someone here to let you know right away.”

Sun Zhiding was dumbfounded, almost speechless to this couple who opened their eyes and talked blindly.

It was Zhang Tingyu who was kind, pinched a clump of plum blossoms, and waved his hand: "Cure the disease slowly, let alone cure Zhang's disease? You are a master of the apricot forest. If Zhang's disease can't be cured, who knows if it will be cured?" What if you smashed your golden signboard?"

For some reason, Zhang Tingyu's half-smiling appearance is really chilling.

In the cold weather, seeing those penetrating eyes, Sun Zhiding was sweating all over.

Gu Huaishu knew that Sun Lianqiao and him were not very clean, but he didn't expect that Zhang Tingyu seemed to want to spy here today.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and glanced at the snow that was blowing up outside. She was afraid that it would be the last heavy snow this winter, so she raised her hand, put Zhang Tingyu's arm, crossed the stone bridge, and said with a light smile, "It's snowing and windy outside. Please sit inside and drink a bowl of hot tea."

Sun Zhiding became a little trembling, couldn't help but raised his sleeves, and gently wiped his forehead.

There were two doors in the hall, and there were two maidservants in green coats standing outside. When they came in, there were flower tables on both sides.

Zhang Tingyu put a few broken winter plums into a big famille rose vase on the desk, Gu Huaishu watched from the side, and asked the maids to serve tea, the rules were strict, and no sound was heard.

Shaking his hands, Sun Zhiding just glanced at him, Zhang Tingyu in front was a second-rank official, and the lady next to him was even more vicious under Prince Yong's family.

How does he feel...

Is this the Hongmen Banquet?

(End of this chapter)