I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 142 All for Lilai
It is night, the moon and stars are sparse, and the autumn wind is cool.

In the deep and secluded palace, three or two cicadas are puffing their bellies and singing hard, as if they are playing the last elegy for late summer.

In the imperial study room, the candles were flickering, and Li Tian was still reviewing the piles of memorials.

There is no way, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and all ministries and halls have begun to work hard to deal with the backlog of government affairs, just to have a few days of leisure during the festival.

Swiping a pen and throwing a big fork on the booklet of Hezhou Tea Horse Department, Li Tian put down the vermilion pen in his hand, rubbed his face and said angrily:
"The five-rank yamen of the imperial court has a one-year tea horse business that is not as big as that of Yang Shiqi's son, and he still has the face to ask the household department for money."

The emperor didn't go to bed, so Jiang Bao, who was the head of the inner court, naturally had to accompany him. Seeing that the emperor stopped writing to rest, Jiang Bao hurriedly continued to serve tea.

Glancing at the energetic Jiang Bao, Li Tian supported the lower case and got off the slump, moving his hands and feet and asked casually:

"What time is it?"

"Your Majesty just passed the ugly time."

How many papers have been approved, and it's already three o'clock in the middle of the night?Li Tian couldn't help but slander when he heard the words.

Bowing and presenting the warm tea that was just refilled to Li Tian, ​​Jiang Bao said softly:
"Your Majesty, do you want to go to bed?"

Looking at the big moon like a disc outside, Li Tian took a sip of the tea cup, narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly:
"Which cabinet elder is on duty tonight?"

"Returning to His Majesty, Mr. Huang Ge should be on duty tonight."

Hearing that it wasn't Yang Shiqi, Li Tian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He turned around and lifted his dragon robe and put it on again. He picked up the ink pen and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Jiang Bao understood, turned around and lit the charcoal stove, lit two more candles, and sat down on the futon beside the charcoal stove, squinting his eyes and exhaling to meditate.

Laizhou Prefecture, Shandong Province, applied to the Ministry of Households to allocate money to build a seawall...

The Nanhu Naval Division of Jiujiang Prefecture, Jiangxi Province, applied to the Ministry of War for a new ship gun...

The Shaanxi Commander reported that the Tatar Tumote troops raided Weiyuan County, Lintao Prefecture, and requested the imperial court to issue a decree to allow a counterattack...

Flipping through the notebooks with different reports, Li Tian's mind was full of thoughts, and the ink pen was flying in his hand, or he drew circles or crosses, or scribbled down a few words, leaving them for further discussion.

Time passed slowly in the night like this, the silver charcoal in the charcoal stove was changed three times, the red candle as thick as the baby's arm burned to the copper seat, and the energetic Jiang Bao also yawned.

Suddenly a vast white light appeared in the sky, and Li Tian, ​​who was still at his desk and kept writing, raised his head subconsciously.

Squinting at the looming moon, Li Tianchang breathed out a foul breath, rubbed his astringent eyes, concluded the last booklet, turned over and fell limp.

Good boy, actually approved the memorial all night.

"Jiang Bao, don't squint, it's dawn."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Bao slowly opened his eyes, accepted the method of exhalation, got up quickly and said:
"Your Majesty, would you like breakfast?"

Li Tian was very surprised to see Jiang Bao's complexion flushed and his face flushed.

"Jiang Bao, what was that thing you practiced earlier? Why did you stay up all night like nothing happened?"

"The old slave practiced Wudang's viscera vitality method, if His Majesty is interested, the old slave will write down the exercises.

Li Tian originally thought that Jiang Bao practiced some eunuch's unique secret technique, but when he heard the word Wudang, he immediately became interested, and directly pulled out a piece of rice paper and said:

"Write quickly, I'm very interested."

Jiang Bao shua shua wrote the key points of the exercises, Li Tian watched intently from the side, snorted twice and said in feigned anger:

"Well, you Jiang Bao, don't tell me about such an exquisite exercise, but hide it secretly."

"Your Majesty, this old slave has been wronged. This method of breathing is only practiced for people who are upside down day and night. How dare this old slave dedicate it to His Majesty."

Li Tian curled his lips noncommittally, too lazy to tease Jiang Bao anymore, imitating the pattern on the rice paper, clasped his palms and raised his five fingers.

"Your Majesty, stay calm, narrow your eyes slightly, look at your nose with your eyes, and your heart with your nose..."

Seeing that he had just finished writing, the emperor couldn't wait to practice, Jiang Bao hurriedly stood up straight, observing Li Tian's technique and telling all his thoughts.

Listening to Jiang Bao's guidance, Li Tian quickly entered the state, and his breathing became longer and longer.

Feeling the bursts of warmth rising from his dantian, Li Tian was refreshed, feeling that his body, which had been exhausted all night, was rapidly regaining its vitality.

"Your Majesty is worthy of being the Son of Heaven of the True Dragon. He successfully attained concentration in the first training session. With such a talent, this old servant is far beyond my reach."

Hearing Jiang Baotian's shameless flattery, Li Tian grinned and curled his lips, closed his skills and slowly opened his eyes and said:
"This method of breathing is good, tell me, I want you to reward me with something."

Knowing that if the emperor really wanted to reward him, he would have made it clear long ago that Jiang Bao was very sensible and didn't climb along the pole, bowed his body and said in a respectful voice:
"It's a great honor for this old slave to enter His Majesty's holy eyes, how dare I say a reward."

"Really don't want it? I'm in a good mood right now. There's no such shop after this village. You should think about it clearly."

Jiang Bao's face froze when he heard the words, seeing that the emperor didn't seem to be being polite, he immediately became happy in his heart, pursed his lips and said:

"This old slave is terrified and wants to recommend two people for His Majesty."

Knowing that Jiang Bao knows how to measure, Li Tian is not worried, and immediately nodded his head and said loudly:

"Say it, if you are really talented, I will do what you want."

"Your Majesty Hong En, this old slave is very grateful." With his hands arched, Jiang Bao bowed deeply, and leaned in front of Li Tian with a shy face and said carefully:

"The old slave would like to recommend Wei Dehai, the chief treasurer, and Hu Rang, the chief supervisor of the imperial supervisor, to be the stewards of His Majesty's bank."

"The steward of the royal bank?"

Frowning, Li Tian said with a half-smile:
"Tell me the truth, did you recommend it sincerely, or did they want to meddle in the bank and begged you, Jiang Bao."

"This old slave dare not lie to His Majesty. Wei Dehai is recommended by this old slave, and Hu Rang asked this old slave to speak to His Majesty."

Where there are people, there are factions, and the inner court is no exception.

Li Tian had known for a long time that Wei Dehai and Jiang Bao had a very close relationship, but the idea of ​​Wei Dehai and Wei Dehai insisting on being the stewards of the bank instead of being the head of the inner court still surprised Li Tian.

Although the Royal Bank is tight with Wang Fu, but right now it’s only a horoscope, and the eunuchs in the inner court are so optimistic about it?

Seeing that the emperor didn't make a sound and looked suspicious, Jiang Bao's heart sank, and he hurriedly explained:
"Your Majesty, the old slave just outlined the prospect of the bank with the two of them, and never dared to disclose the detailed rules and regulations of the bank."

When he came back to his senses, seeing Jiang Bao so nervous, Li Tian couldn't help but smile, chuckled twice and said lightly:

"So what if you let it out, anyway, it will be made public sooner or later. Besides, the bank I run is open and aboveboard, and there are conspiracy everywhere. I'm not afraid of them learning, but I'm afraid they won't dare to learn."

"Then... Your Majesty agrees?" Jiang Bao said while restraining his joy.

"Let them come to the Imperial Study Room, I'll talk about it after I see you."

(End of this chapter)