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The tenth year of orthodoxy, May 16th.
Outside the Yingtian Palace, cars and sedans arrived one after another. The people who came were all Jinling officials, almost a hundred people in total.
This is not an exaggeration. The Chief Secretary is responsible for commanding the Envoys Division, and there are at least four to five hundred officials above the seventh rank, and they are still coming in a steady stream.
Most of them are middle- and lower-level officials wearing blue robes, with a few purple-robed officials interspersed among them.
In today's Ming Dynasty, the uniforms of officials are not only judged by their merits, but also have special regulations on the color of their uniforms.
The first and second rank officials use red, the third and fourth rank officials use purple, the fifth, sixth and seventh rank officials use blue, and the seventh and lower ranks use cyan.
Officials of different ranks were chatting in different circles, waiting for the palace gate to open.
Zhu Jingyuan informed Chen that the meeting would be held at the second quarter of the day, which was at 7:30 in the morning. The group of people came at 7 o'clock.
I usually push back and forth when doing things, but I am very positive when I come to see him. It is contradictory and funny at the same time.
Outside the palace gate, while everyone was talking about it, a blue sedan slowly approached the palace gate.
The sedan stopped, and an official wearing a fourth-grade supplementary uniform and a black gauze hat walked out of it.
This man looks elegant and easy-going, but he is thin and pale, obviously not in good health.
"I have met Mr. Lin"
"Sir, please take care of yourself"
The person who came was none other than Lin Ruhai, the censor of the Salt Patrol, who was in transit with Jinling City The envoy is in charge of salt affairs and is the God of Wealth in Jinling.
Of course, the main reason for Lin Ruhai's popularity is his bright and smooth career.
Born in Houmen, he was the top student in high school at a young age. He first served as editor of the Hanlin Academy for four years, then was transferred to the cabinet and served as Zhongshusheren for three years, and was transferred to the Metropolitan Procuratorate as the salt inspector until now.
Such a resume can be regarded as a template for joining the cabinet and becoming a prime minister, and is unmatched by most officials present.
Although the Salt Patrol Censor is only of the sixth rank, Lin Ruhai has been promoted to the rank of Zhongxian Dafu, which is the rank of the fourth rank.
In other words, if Lin Ruhai wants to be promoted in the next step, the worst he can do is to be in a feudal dynasty. If he is lucky, it is not impossible to get into the Sixth Ministry and serve as a minister.
"Brother Ruhai, you've got it"
The person who greeted Lin Ruhai was an official about fifty years old. Judging from the color and patchwork of his official uniform, it was the same as Lin Ruhai's. , is also a senior official of the fourth rank.
"Brother Shunxing, you are well." Lin Ruhai stopped and walked to salute.
"I eat well, sleep well, and everything is fine. But Brother Lin, you need to take more care of me. Our Salt Transportation Yamen depends entirely on your management to ensure a safe turnaround."
With Lin Ruhai The person who answered the call was Zhang Shunxing, the transfer envoy of Jinling. The two of them could be called partners.
In the current era, the salt industry and other products are owned by the state. The transshipment envoy's office is responsible for coordinating the production of salt, and the salt patrol censor is responsible for contacting salt merchants for sales.
The two gods of wealth were chatting, butUnexpectedly, someone was chatting with them at the palace gate not far away.
"Old Zheng, in my opinion, we should let them figure out a way to spend military funds."
"If nothing else, just let each salt merchant contribute some blood, and things will not go smoothly." It will be easier to handle."
"The prince is chasing us every day to raise money to clear the treasury. He is forcing us to death, fearing that things will not be done."
Speaking like this He Gujin, the inspector general, was in charge of the criminal and prison matters in Jinling Province and had a high status in Jinling official circles.
He Gujin, who was probably in his forties, stroked his beard after saying these words and kept staring at his partner beside him.
The person who can be called a partner by He Gujin is naturally Jinling Chief Envoy Zheng Xianlin, but the latter has a sad face at the moment.
The chief envoy is responsible for saving money and food, but now the accounts of most prefectures and counties in Jinling are somewhat unclear, and he, Zheng Xianlin, is the first person responsible.
Immediately after entering the palace, the prince wanted to ask about money and food again. This made Zheng Xianlin not worried.
"Old Zheng, if you say anything, everyone will point at you."
"Okay, can you please let me be quiet for a while before I talk and you can leave as well." Stay away."
"Okay, I won't talk anymore. You can think of a solution yourself." He Gujin shook his sleeves and didn't say much after that.
As time passed, more and more officials arrived, making the outside of the palace more and more lively.
It can be said that officials are performing various aspects of life, including those who are making friends, those who are discussing political affairs, those who are calming down and sighing, and those who are whispering curses.
In the palace at the other end, Zhu Jinghong was wearing his unique crown and hat, served by several eunuchs.
Put on black soap boots, first underwear as a middle single, then put on a lining robe, and then put on a round-neck robe with four dragon red moiré patterns.
In today's Ming Dynasty, not only officials and nobles are demoted and promoted to nobility, but also the royal family members.
This has led to the current strict distinction between levels. For example, a prince can only wear a four-tuple dragon robe, while a county prince can only wear a double-tuple dragon robe.
The emperor's son was granted the title of prince.
Now that you have put on your clothes and shoes, it’s finally time to fix your hair. This is also the most troublesome step and takes more time.
Of course, the eunuchs were busy with all this, and Zhu Jinghong only had to sit down.
"Tea"
Sitting in front of the round mirror, the eunuch was arranging his hair. Zhu Jinghong casually gave a word, and the eunuch immediately touched the warm tea.
When he took a sip of tea, before he could taste it carefully, he heard the eunuch's voice coming from outside.
"Thirteenth Master, the prince sent a servant to ask how long it will take for you to pass."
The person who came was named Zhang Xin, and he was the eunuch in charge of the East Palace and one of the confidants of the prince Zhu Jingyuan. people.
This is the second time he has come to press for questioning, basically allowing Zhu Jinghong to stop.Ding, it was not that he agreed to Gao Shuyan's request, but that the prince asked Gao Shuyan to ask him for help.
Otherwise, how could this fourth brother have urged him so many times, obviously because he was worried that he would be late?
"I got it, tell fourth brother that I will be there soon"
In fact, at this moment, his bun has been arranged, and Yu Hai is putting a net scarf on him to fix it. Finally, Deng An presented him with the Wu Sha Yi Shan Crown.
Putting on his crown and hat, Zhu Jinghong looked at himself in the mirror, looking dignified and noble. Against the backdrop of the low eyebrows of the eunuchs around him, Zhu Jinghong felt a little lost for a while.
When he thought that he was going to teach those senior Jinling officials a lesson, Zhu Jinghong felt that life was infinitely beautiful.
Imitating the appearance in his memory, Zhu Jinghong slowly turned around, held his hand on the leather belt and said in a deep voice, "Go to Yong'an Hall"
Yong'an Hall is the main hall of Jinling Palace, and today the prince The ministers will be received here.
Surrounded by a group of eunuchs and guards, Zhu Jinghong slowly walked towards Yong'an Palace.
At this moment, the palace door has been opened, and nearly a hundred officials present have been lined up according to their grades and are walking towards the depths of the palace.
The people who had just been chatting now put on uniform serious faces, perfectly integrating into this majestic palace.
On both sides of the royal road, there are elites from the Beijing camp with bright armor. Their eyes are like sharp swords, sweeping back and forth on the officials.
Soon, the officials arrived outside Yongan Gate, where they were replaced by Dragon Guard guards with more sophisticated armor and more gorgeous lining.
After entering the palace gate, crossing the courtyard, and walking along the steps on the left and right sides, the officials walked up to the main hall, and filed into the main hall under the guidance of the courtesy officer.
Everyone stood in groups, quite like a regular court in Beijing.
In the side hall, Zhu Jinghong was listening to Zhu Jingyuan's instructions. At this moment, he felt like his ears were about to get calluses.
Now that it has come to this point, his fourth brother also warned him to exercise caution and not to overwhelm the officials.
"Your Highness, the officials have arrived, please ascend to the palace."
Gao Shuyan's reminder made Zhu Jingyuan stop admonishing him, and also made Zhu Jinghong feel relieved.
"Thirteenth Master, it's all up to you later"
"Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion" Zhu Jinghong replied helplessly.
Fortunately, Gao Shuyan was not nagging. After receiving a positive reply, he stopped talking and followed Zhu Jingyuan to the main hall. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558