Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

The above document said that in the hot summer, senior executives who were still wearing official uniforms and hats, carrying a large stack of memorials and documents, came outside Chengqian Palace and filed in.

What did you see when you went in!It was amazing to see an amazing scene.

His Majesty the emperor, who is the emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, frankly bares his chest, and sits bare-armed on the dragon chair.

The ministers were all stunned!Their hearts are broken.

Usually you think it’s too hot, so you don’t wear a dragon robe, and you just put on a gauze that can’t stop you from doing things perfunctorily.Is this right for you!We've all seen your chest hair!There are two!Long in the middle!You are the emperor, not a low-level official!No low-level official will be shirtless in summer!The majesty and etiquette of the emperor cannot be abandoned at will!If you are shirtless in the harem, no one will care, but this is the Qianqing Palace, the place where the emperor handles the world's government affairs, how majestic it is!

The ministers sorted out their shocked hearts, shook their astonished souls, and prepared to start admonishing him not to do this, no matter how hot it is, etiquette cannot be lost.One more little question, are you wearing pants!

The table skirt blocked the underside of the table, and he couldn't see his legs, or whether he was wearing pants or not.

Yu Qianpiao was beside him: "Your Majesty, please strike first." He sighed secretly, and he actually started to help the emperor bully other ministers.

Zhu Jianshen cleared his throat, and said in a leisurely manner: "My dear friends, you must be very puzzled, why I dress up like this."

"Yes, please make it clear to the emperor." Are you dressed up? I thought you got mad and ran out without putting on your clothes.

"The minister is puzzled." How strange!

"Chen, er, chen, um..." He was so frightened that he stuttered.

Zhu Jianshen frowned, thinking that you imitate me, I hate it, and I don't want to stutter!

He said slowly: "I just found out yesterday that the soft gauze you wear on weekdays costs 500 taels of silver each, and the clothes embroidered with flowers are worth hundreds of taels of silver, but they will be worn out and cracked within a few days." , cuffs, armpits, elbows and laces are not strong. Muslin clothes, unlike cotton clothes, cannot be patched and can only be discarded. Not only will this kill people, but it will also cost money on these useless things , it’s not necessary. I simply don’t wear them anymore, and it’s going to be autumn in more than a month, so I’ve saved seven or eight pieces of clothes, and it’s worth thousands of taels of silver. In addition to reducing food and entertainment, the palace also needs to increase income and reduce expenditure.”

The ministers looked at him in bewilderment, petrified collectively.

[The government is not so nervous! ]

[Our Ming Dynasty hasn't reached the point where the emperor can't afford to wear clothes! ]

[Uh, you may not know that even if you don’t wear them now, there are dozens of them ready for you.How can the emperor wear one piece of clothing and make one piece of clothing? ]

[The heart is good, but it is a bit of a nonsense, and it is not desirable to be eager for quick success. ]

Before they could figure out how to persuade the emperor not to do this, a sycophant had already burst into tears, knelt down on the ground, and cried loudly: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty is concerned about the suffering of all people in the world, and that the common people cannot eat enough. I don't have enough clothes to cover my body, and I made a grand vow to replace it with my body. This is more compassionate than the Buddha who cut meat and fed eagles! I am ashamed, I am ashamed, and my hometown was also hit by a disaster, but I eat meat three times a day, and I don't care. Wearing silk, I am really ashamed to be a son of man. I will repent from my mistakes in the future, and the world will be plagued by disasters. I will not eat meat for a day, and I will not wear silk."

The hearts of the ministers collapsed again, and the barrage once again appeared: [Sycophant! ]

[Big sycophant! ]

[Damn, leave a way for brother to survive! ]

[Let's say this! ]

Zhu Jianshen was also stunned for a while: "No need, you don't spend as much money as I do on clothes and food. It's your duty to do your duty, and you don't need to be a vegetarian to pray. Dear dear friends, I want to have a sutra feast, and Lord Li Xian will be the speaker. , and you select a few people from the editors of the Imperial Academy, and each proposed topic is to be selected."

Li Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Yes, I obey the order. But I don't know what the emperor wants to use as a topic?"

Zhu Jianshen touched the cold green jade mountain-shaped paperweight: "When you are born, you do things with propriety; when you die, you bury them with propriety and offer sacrifices with propriety."

Li Xian was stunned, thinking that the emperor wanted to break up with the queen mother, yes, it should have been cleared up a long time ago, the Marquis of Changning received too much preferential treatment, and the rewards of gold and silver slaves were countless, and it was not easy to occupy the people's fields I was forgiven by the emperor, and I am not guilty of committing crimes in the street, hum. "Your Majesty, this topic is very well chosen..."

Zhu Jianshen rubbed his stomach happily: "The sutra banquet is rare, and I plan to let Concubine Wan go to listen to it. This is also a rare prenatal education."

"This……"

"Um……"

"Your Majesty, concubines and courtiers cannot meet"

"Blocking a screen is not considered meeting."

The ministers have nothing to say, yes, prenatal education is very important, even if prenatal education is not mentioned, in the past there were still concubines listening to scriptures and feasts through the curtain.

The Sutra Banquet is not only for the emperor to listen to, but also for empresses, concubines, kings with their wives and children, and civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

Peng Shi, who had been dissatisfied with the Queen Mother and Marquis Changning for a long time, suddenly said: "Your Majesty, I would like to invite the Queen Mother to listen to the sage's teachings. This will be of great benefit to the Queen Mother's self-cultivation and family affairs."

The emperor looked embarrassed. He was really afraid that the Empress Dowager Zhou and Sister Wan would fight behind the screen. Although the Queen Mother was by no means an opponent of Sister Wan, Sister Wan was burdened.Uh, I don't want to say that, but it is indeed a burden. "Well, I'm afraid the Queen Mother is not willing. Well, King Tan is not willing either. He is devoted to cultivating the Tao and will not enter the mundane world."

Others also reacted: "The Queen Mother must come and listen."

"Yeah yeah."

The time was set three days later, the day before Muxiu, and began to process too many memorials to finish. The ministers brought them up one by one, telling the emperor that your handling of this matter was not safe, can you change it.

The process of handling the memorial is very complicated, and it is sent to the emperor for imperial pen and Zhu Zhu, and then sent to the officials of various ministries for processing.If there is a ticket to be drafted, the officials of the various ministries will process it, attach a small note and send it to the emperor, and then the emperor will write it in writing and send it to the officials of the various ministries for processing.If there are not only drafts but also approvals, then the official drafts will be sent to the Bingbi eunuch wearing red, and the Bingbi eunuch will process part of it for the emperor, and give the other part to the emperor for preview.

The emperor doesn't need their votes now, that's the first way to deal with it. If the ministers feel that the emperor's way of handling it is wrong, they will withhold it and not issue it, and bring it back for discussion.

In the evening, Wan Zhen'er heard the emperor talk about this matter, and couldn't help laughing: "Let the queen mother listen to it too? I'm afraid I will quarrel with the boss on the spot."

Zhu Jianshen frowned worriedly: "She can't quarrel with the elders, I'm afraid she will become angry and fight with you."

Wan Zhen'er has been a little depressed recently: "Then I'm not afraid, she screams happily behind her back, and she becomes cowardly when she sees me. I'm afraid she will make excuses again and force you to marry the queen."

Zhu Jianshen waved his hands proudly: "It doesn't matter, I already have an excuse not to marry the queen! I don't have money! I don't have money!"

Wan Zhen'er giggled and collapsed on the bed: "What kind of excuse is this, can it be used?"

"Of course it can be used." Zhu Jianshen began to cry poorly, as miserable as he could cry. He reduced his meals for the development of the country, canceled all the regular dishes he didn't like, and ordered three meals a day , Eat happily and feel cheap.

Two days later, Zhu Jianshen woke up in the bedroom of Qianqing Palace. When he got up, he felt dizzy, his whole body was sore and limp, and his neck hurt. Although the neck hurt, it was not a stiff neck.As soon as he sat up, he felt stares in his eyes, and the things in front of him were a little blurry, so he called slowly, "Come here."

"What is the emperor's order?"

"Please doctor, I'm not feeling well."

"Hey, Your Majesty, please lie down quickly, don't get up, I'm going to invite the imperial physician right away, do you want to invite Madam Wan to come and accompany you?" The two eunuchs pushed him down together.

"No... no, no, don't make her sick." Zhu Jianshen said this while dying, struggled to get up, and said out of breath, "Help me up, I want to relieve myself."

The two eunuchs helped him up again with embarrassing expressions, and someone beside him brought the tiger's cub to serve the emperor.

The book should be brief.

Whoosh!The eight imperial physicians rushed to the Qianqing Palace, and first questioned the palace servants who served the emperor's daily life, what time did they go to bed yesterday, what did they eat for three meals a day, two snacks and two fruits, and did they take a bath? , Have you gone out to have a hair dryer?I heard that the emperor likes to write memorials shirtless, are you close to the ice?

After asking endlessly, he went in to take turns to feel the pulse, and then carefully checked the emperor's complexion.

Zhu Jian rubbed his head deeply, humming and chirping: "What's wrong with me? Ouch, ahhhhh!"

The palace maid blows his nose with a soft toilet paper.

He sniffled: "Go and tell Sister Wan to let her eat alone, don't wait for me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The imperial physicians sorted it out and unified the caliber: the main reason for the emperor's illness was overwork (this is a cliché, no matter what kind of illness the emperor has, it must be said to be overwork), and the summer is greedy for coolness, washing After taking a bath, I wear too little clothes (probably wearing air), close to ice cubes to relieve the heat, sleep without a quilt and open the doors and windows, so that the heat feels cold and the cold enters the body.

Zhu Jianshen had no choice but to follow the doctor's advice, instead of pickling vegetables, he drank two bowls of thick rice porridge in empty mouth, and was moxibusted by two old doctors while lying on the bed.

The moxibustion was very effective, his nose was not blocked immediately, his head was not dizzy, and he was sweating profusely from the heat of moxibustion.

Wan Zhen'er walked over quickly: "Your Majesty, I'm here."

"Get out! Don't get infected!"

Wan Zhen'er had no choice but to take two steps back, leaning on the screen to look at him: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want some fruit? How about some rose water?"

Zhu Jianshen wiped off his sweat, and said quietly: "I want to eat ice bowls. Well, I want Laoxianghuang, and mung bean cakes"

Both the ice bowl and mung bean cake were ruthlessly rejected by many parties.

When the news spread to the harem, Xihong took the opportunity to persuade her: "Your Majesty, you should take more ginseng to replenish qi and blood, and prolong your life. You will live a long life. The Wan family will not live as long as you. When she dies, the emperor will be worried about everything." Listen to you."

"Good! Well said!" The Queen Mother Zhou decided to pickle ginseng with honey and eat it.