Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Zhu Zhanji returned to the bedroom, under the lone lamp, Yu Jia handed a letter.

　　 "Your Majesty, this is a letter from Xinghe Bolai."

　　 Zhu Zhanji's eyebrows are slightly loose.

　　 If it is a memorial, it is a matter, and the letter means that what Fang Xing wants to express is only a personal opinion.

　　 Zhu Zhanji sat down and checked the seal.

　　 The seal is intact, with Fang Xing’s private seal on it.

　　 Open the envelope and take out the letter paper.

　　 A piece of paper, a letter, a total of two words.

　　——Ren 彘!

　　 Zhu Zhanji looked at these two words, and there was no movement for a long time.

　　 Yu Jia stood on the side, several times he wanted to talk but tried to persuade Zhu Zhanji to rest.

　　 Tonight the emperor suddenly came back from Concubine Sun Gui. This is a gesture, no, it should be a decision.

　　 "Does it keep breaking?"

　　 Zhu Zhanji stuffed the letter paper back into the envelope, and then ordered: "I'm resting."

　　 A court lady cleaned the bed, and soon after Zhu Zhanji went to bed, there was a slight snoring sound.

　　 After Yu Jia heard the snoring outside the door, she waved her hands to the left and right. Except for the night watchers, everyone else went back to rest.

　　 He walked up to the front step and sat down slowly.

　　 The slate was very cold, and the coldness gradually spread from the thighs until the body became a little stiff.

　　 Yu Jia put her hands parallel on her knees, and then put her forehead on the overlapping arms.

　　 He just sat there, motionless.

　　 The eunuchs and palace ladies who were on duty at night were all shrunk aside, not surprising to Yu Jia's behavior.

　　 More than an hour later, Yu Jia slowly raised her head, then got up and moved her body.

　　 An **** quietly left, and it didn't take long before he came with a bowl of steaming porridge.

　　 "Father, this is meat porridge that I have been cooking since last night."

　　 Yu Jia is moving his body, he is not going to sleep anymore, and finds time during the day to take a nap.

　　 He took the bowls and chopsticks, sniffed, and his spirits improved.

　　The **** Dui smiled and said, "My father, your majesty has never had anything to do at night here. You are busy during the day and stay up late at night. I am afraid that the time will be long..."

　　 Yu Jia stirred the gruel with his chopsticks. As the heat was rising, he said, "Your Majesty has nothing to do with me. If we stare more, your life will be easier. Otherwise, if something happens, who can save you?"

　　 "Yes, if it wasn't for the father-in-law, those of us who were on the turn of the night would have been singled out and dealt with."

　　 Yu Jia took a sip of porridge, and suddenly felt that her rigid body was gradually loosening.

　　 "The most important thing in the palace is the things around your Majesty, and the rest will be opened first."

　　 Yu Jia finished the porridge a few times, and then began to inspect the places.

　　 When the lone star in the sky gradually flickered, Yu Jia returned to the outside of the bedroom.

　　The eunuchs and palace ladies who were watching the night gathered outside the door, some yawning, some eyed feces, and some were clutching their stomachs.

　　 But no one dared to leave.

　　 Yu Jia glanced at the red-faced palace lady who was holding her belly, and said, "Hurry up."

　　 "Thank you, father-in-law."

　　 The maid ran back, clutching her belly.

　　 "The father-in-law is kind."

　　 In a whispered flattery, Yu Jia said lightly: "Be careful when you take turns to serve in the future, don't eat those things that make your stomach irritating, or you will **** around your Majesty's side, and ten heads are not enough to chop."

　　 Everyone waited quietly together.

　　 Not long after, an **** came to the right, and he raised his hand at Yu Jia.

　　 Yu Jia sniffed, then walked to the door and whispered inside: "Your Majesty, the time has come."

　　 "I see."

　　 Zhu Zhanji's voice sounded a little hoarse, Yu Jia turned around and said: "Breakfast will let them make some nourishment for their lungs."

　　 Then Yu Jia pushed open the door, and the court ladies and eunuchs swarmed in and waited for the emperor to get up.

　　 "Your Majesty, what would you like for breakfast?"

　　 Zhu Zhanji was completely awake, he said: "Bing, porridge."

　　 The emperor’s food, at least before Lu Shen in Shenzhou, was not as rich as the world would guess.

　　 A few small dishes, a bowl of porridge mixed with herbs that are good for the throat, and two cakes.

　　 Zhu Zhanji had breakfast several times, and then drank slowly with a cup of tea.

　　 "Your Majesty, there was a quarrel in Hu Yi's house last night, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and there was no mention of government affairs."

　　 "At one moment last night, the commander of Dongcheng Soldier Masi, Xu Bu, grumbled, saying that he put pressure on him every day and only wanted to reduce the number of cases, but he refused to give out more money and more manpower."

　　 "Xing He Bo invited a doctor in Shandong, and the people in the East Factory asked afterwards, saying that it was exhausted from running around, and evil spirits grew..."

　　 Zhu Zhanji left the bedroom, Yu Jia holding the pamphlet in her hand, reporting all the information that Dongchang had just handed over.

　　 Then there was the discussion of politics. The emperor and the assistant scholars began to discuss the handling of the large and small affairs of this huge empire in response to the situation reported below.

　　 After the discussion is over, the emperor will begin to process the memorial.

　　 These memorials were first filtered by the assistant political bachelors, so he processed them very quickly.

　　 "Shandong..."

　　 Zhu Zhanji saw a memorial and frowned, "I am afraid that there will be a famine this year, but the locals say it should not be a major drought. Can the Ministry of Households respond?"

Huang Huai had an exchange with Xia Yuanji yesterday and said: "Your Majesty, Master Xia said that Shandong’s grain reserves are sufficient to withstand the drought, and that the rice grains in the south will continue to go northward in the second half of the year. It was only last year that it reduced a lot. If the grain is transported to the north this year, the gentry in the south will probably laugh at it."

　　Yang Rong said: "What are you laughing at? The north is bitterly cold, and the king and army of Ming Dynasty are guarding here, so that the south can be peaceful. What do those rotten scholars know?"

　　Yang Shiqi also said helplessly: "The south always thinks that the north is dragging them down. After the drastic reduction of the southern grain transportation to the north last year, some people in the south said that this is a swollen face to fill up the fat.

　　 "Is this a country within a country?"

　　 Yang Rong couldn't bear this kind of things, "Your Majesty, if this kind of trend is up, it will be difficult to control it in the future. Please order the local government to strictly investigate these things."

Zhu Zhanji said non-committal: "The best way to deal with this class of people is for Daming to become stronger and stronger, but they will still pick the bones in the egg, so they will continue to be stronger, let their voices become smaller and smaller, and finally become The neigh of summer insects."

　　 After dealing with political affairs later, Zhu Zhanji returned to the harem all the way.

　　 "What is the queen doing?"

　　 Outside Ningshou Palace~www.wuxiaspot.com~Zhu Zhanji looked outside with his arms folded.

　　 greeted Li Bin said: "Your Majesty, the empress is walking."

　　 Zhu Zhanji nodded, and then said as he walked: "The queen looked at the missing flowers and trees. When you look back, think about it, and ask the queen what you want to grow."

　　 Li Bin followed to the side and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this is not in compliance."

　　 Many places in the palace cannot grow things, just for safety.

　　 Zhu Zhanji said lightly: "My words are rules."

　　 Li Bin's heart was shocked. He didn't know what the emperor meant by saying this here and at this moment.

　　 Demonstration?

　　 But there hasn't been any conflict between the emperor and the empress mother and son recently.

　　 The Queen Mother was in a good mood, and she was all smiles when Zhu Zhanji came.

　　 She showed a painting in her hand, "This is painted by Yue'er, and the emperor should take a look."

　　 The painting on the painting is a ball of ink. Zhu Zhanji took a closer look, and finally got some insights.

　　 "Mother, is it a puppy?"

　　 "Yes! I can't make Honmiya laugh."

　　 The Queen Mother looked very happy, Zhu Zhanji sat down and said, "There are some flowers and plants missing from the Queen Mother's side. I wonder if I can ask someone to re-arrange it."

　　 "Don't be careless."

　　 The queen mother handed the painting to Grandma Yu, who was next to her, and smiled.

"Although it looks safe and sound now, how many unimaginable things have happened in the palaces of the past dynasties? Even the best Mingjun will have enemies. Besides, if you want to see flowers and plants, the palace will naturally go to the garden and bring children. Together, it’s better."