Dressed as Su Peisheng

The first year of Yongzheng

On the fifth day of February, East Nuan Pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation

After reading the memorial in his hand, Prince Yi raised his head and said to Lord Yongzheng who was behind the dragon case, "Brother Huang established the Examination Mansion, and there is a lot of discussion inside and out. The ministers have their own arguments and reasons. Anyway , it is right to disapprove.”

"I don't need their approval."

Master Yongzheng didn't even raise his eyebrows, "Everyone shrank their necks and yelled, for fear that they would be found out. If anyone has some real skills and can bring money to my treasury, I will promise him everything."

"Brother Huang decided to establish the Huikao Mansion, is he determined to eliminate corruption?"

"Where can corruption be eradicated?"

Lord Yongzheng raised his head, and handed Yinxiang a memorial beside his hand, "Among all the clichés, I think the memorial of Cui Zhiyuan, the doctor of the Ministry of Officials, is quite interesting."

"He was also worried about the establishment of the Huikao Mansion, but he didn't think about the turmoil of the courtiers, but felt that opening one more yamen would breed new corruption over time."

"It's like the provinces paying the Ministry of Household Fees to the Ministry of Households, which has been a practice since the previous dynasty. After paying the 'Ministry Fee', even a deficit of millions of dollars can be written off. Without the 'Ministry Fee', all tax and money that is cleared will be sent No entry into the national treasury. How many times this fee was banned by the first emperor, Lord Shunzhi, but it was repeatedly banned. There are always different reasons, and it rises again. When the supervision is established, the people below have to send one copy instead of two. This is what Cui Zhiyuan is worried about, he is afraid that in the future, the provinces will have to pay taxes and pay for grain sales, in addition to paying the Ministry of Households, they will also have to deal with the Huikao government."

Yin Xiang looked at the memorial in his hand, and frowned deeply, "Don't worry, Brother Huang, if you have a minister in the Kuai Kao Mansion for a day, you will never let such a thing happen."

Master Yongzheng shook his head, "I can't let you watch the Huikao Mansion all the time, there are many other things you have to do for me. Similarly, it is impossible for me to keep my eyes on the money and food, and neglect for a moment , This corruption is like worms that live in the dark, and when you find out, they have already taken root and multiplied. "

Yin Xiang let out a long sigh, "In ancient times, honest officials were rare. No matter how peaceful and prosperous the dynasty was, corruption was everywhere. When Huang Ama was alive, he was tolerant and tolerant again and again. Now the emperor wants to enrich the treasury and clean up the officials. It is really difficult. more difficult."

"No matter how difficult it is, we have to do it. If the treasury is not rich, how can the people send it?"

Master Yongzheng put down his pen and picked up the tea bowl beside him, but the bowl was empty.

"Long Live Lord," Zhang Qilin was carrying a tray into the door, "You just have a bowl of freshly brewed ginseng soup in the dining room, so you can rest your mind."

Master Yongzheng frowned, "The dining room takes these things every day, and I'm so tired, I don't want to drink them, so I take them out."

Zhang Qilin paused for a moment, but still bent down, and put the ginseng soup on the dragon table, "Long Live Lord, it was Su Gonggong who told you to serve the ginseng soup for you at this hour."

Lord Yongzheng stopped turning over the memorial, and looked up at Zhang Qilin, "Has he left the palace today? Have you had lunch?"

"Eunuch Su didn't go anywhere today. He just ate noodles at noon. Don't worry about Long Live."

Zhang Qilin filled the ginseng soup and handed it to Lord Yongzheng.

Prince Yi, who had been sitting on the soft couch, saw all this and felt a little strange, "Where did Mr. Su go? Shouldn't he be staying in the Hall of Mental Cultivation?"

Yongzheng, who was drinking the ginseng soup, had his eyes down on the soup bowl, "He doesn't want to live in the Hall of Mental Cultivation anymore, he went to live in the empty courtyard behind the Palace of Compassion and Ning, not far away, and usually comes here."

Yinxiang was a little surprised, thought for a while, and asked, "Is it because of Yinti?"

Lord Yongzheng nodded.

"Didn't the emperor suppress the decree? Yinti has left Sichuan now, and seems to have returned to Qinghai."

"I didn't make a clear order, and Yinti made a big mistake after all..."

"Then how does the emperor plan?"

Yinxiang glanced at the door, Zhang Qilin had already retreated consciously.

"Is there any clue about the will?"

Lord Yongzheng shook his head, "Let's wait until the situation in Tibet is peaceful, then call Yinti back, and the situation in Beijing will be more stable."

"That's good. Now that the Huikao Mansion has just been established, people's hearts are already in turmoil."

Yinxiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Since that's the case, why does Eunuch Su bother to be angry with you? No matter how well Zhang Bao and Zhang Qilin serve you, it's not as good as Eunuch Su accompanying you."

"He's not angry with me." Master Yongzheng drank a bowl of chicken soup. "He's scared. On some things, he is much more sensitive than others."

"Afraid?" Yinxiang couldn't quite understand.

"Yes," Master Yongzheng put down the bowl, raised his head to look at Yinxiang, "If one day, I really want Yinti's life, will you be afraid of me?"

Yinxiang's body froze slightly, and his hand on the kang table slowly moved under the table, "Even though Brother Huang and Yinxiang are brothers, they are also monarchs and ministers. Yinxiang always remembers this and dare not forget it. My younger brother wants his elder brother Respect, ministers are naturally afraid of the king."

Lord Yongzheng slowly looked away, and picked up the folder in hand again, "Yes, I am now the king."

West Third Courtyard Behind Compassion Palace

This courtyard has not been repaired for a long time, and it is somewhat dilapidated, but fortunately, the walls and tiles are solid, and it can be lived in after careful cleaning.

Su Wei moved out after the interrogation in Dongnuange that day, and Xiaoyingzi and Qixier also lived here with him.

"Master, look what I brought from the dining room."

Not eating much for lunch, Xiaoyingzi estimated the time and went to the imperial dining room again.

Qi Xi'er was cleaning the cabinet in the room, while Su Wei was sitting by the window bored, looking at some bonsai sprouting green shoots outside the window.

"Qi Xi'er, quickly bring the bowl."

"Oh," Qi Xi'er came over with bowls and chopsticks, and Xiao Yingzi also opened the food box.

"boom--"

The bowl and chopsticks fell to the ground, and Qi Xi'er stepped back suddenly, bumping into the stool again.

"what are you doing?"

Xiaoyingzi was holding a bowl of deer blood tofu, and Qi Xier was so frightened that she almost spilled it.

"This is newly made by the imperial dining room. It is very rare. What a pity to spill it?"

Qi Xi'er got up in a panic, but she became more and more flustered, and the stool she had managed to get up was knocked down again.

"OK OK!"

Su Wei turned around, "Hurry up and put the plate back, Qi Xi'er is afraid of blood, so don't keep holding it in your hand!"

"Ah?" Xiaoyingzi was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look again.

Qi Xi'er was also a little surprised. She glanced at Su Wei, then hurriedly rubbed her back, and stood up holding the cabinet door.

"Qi Xi'er, are you really afraid of blood?"

"Put it away!"

"Oh," Xiaoyingzi finally came back to his senses, and put the plate back into the food box.

"Master, how do you know Qi Xi'er is afraid of blood?"

"Master, I'm not very scared, I just—"

"Okay." Su Wei turned around again and looked out of the window again, "Who doesn't have anything to be afraid of, what's so strange about being afraid of blood? You go back to the room and rest for a while, and come out after Xiaoyingzi finishes eating. Xiaoyingzi, remember to avoid these things in front of Qixier from now on."

"Oh, I see. I said, why didn't Master take Qi Xi'er to the darkroom afterwards? It turns out that Qi Xi'er is afraid of blood."

Qi Xi'er looked at Su Wei, bent down for a long time, "Thank you, Master."

"Go."

Qi Xi'er went back to her room, and Xiao Yingzi filled up the deer blood tofu again, "Master, it's still warm, the craftsmanship of the Imperial Dining Room is excellent, and it doesn't smell fishy at all."

"I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself."

"Master—"

Holding the bowl, Xiaoyingzi walked behind Su Wei relentlessly, "You always lose your appetite every day, and Long Live Lord is worried."

"I'm fine, I'll be fine in a few days."

Xiaoyingzi puffed up his cheeks, and sat back at the round table with a bowl in his hand, "Master, don't blame Xiaoyingzi for talking too much. I just don't understand. You and Long Live Lord have worked so hard to get to this day. What's the matter?" Can't make it through? You said that you live well in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but you want to move out, and you don't meet with Long Live Lord several times a day. Such a broken courtyard is not as good as the one in the palace, why do you bother?"

Su Wei was lying in front of the window, and a snail born out of nowhere slowly crawled into his sight.

After poking the shell on the snail's back, Su Wei exhaled slowly, "A snail's shell was suddenly taken off, and a new one has to be found. Although it's paper, you can always lie to yourself."

On the eighth day of February, Ningshou Palace

The queen mother knelt in front of the Buddha statue, twirling the beads in her hands, and silently recited scriptures.

Fujin knelt beside the queen mother, waiting silently.

Qingju looked out the window, and saw that it was almost noon.

"My lord, the Empress Dowager will be reciting sutras until noon, and you have been here for almost two hours, so don't wait."

Fujin shook his head, "When I chant scriptures with the Queen Mother, my heart is also peaceful."

The Buddhist beads in the Empress Dowager's hand finally stopped, and she turned her head slightly, "The Ai family knows why you came, but the Ai family is dedicated to practicing Buddhism, and the Ai family doesn't want to ask about the matter of the harem."

"My daughter-in-law knows to disturb the Queen Mother's Qingxiu." Fujin straightened his body, "but, my daughter-in-law has no choice. Now that the first month has passed, all sacrifices in the harem need to be presided over by someone, and the harem's female relatives cannot remain anonymous. Daughter-in-law begged to see the emperor." , but the emperor is busy with government affairs and has no time to take care of it. The daughter-in-law has no choice but to come to the queen mother to ask the queen mother to ask the emperor's wishes. If the emperor wants someone else to be the queen, the daughter-in-law is willing to let the emperor do it, and will not embarrass the emperor."

The queen mother frowned and sighed softly, "You are Fujin from the original mansion, and you have a son-in-law, how could the emperor allow someone else? Now that the government is busy, the emperor will inevitably neglect the harem, you should do what you have to do."

"But--"

"The matter of offering sacrifices will be reported by the Ministry of Rites," the queen mother interrupted Fujin, and closed her eyes again, "Go back, the Ai family will continue to chant scriptures."

Fujin wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qingju, "Go back, Fujin, what should be yours is yours, why are you so anxious?"

Fujin pursed his lips, although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to kowtow and leave.

After leaving the Ningshou Palace, Shilong supported Fujin, still not understanding, "Why did Fujin come to beg the Queen Mother? The Queen Mother had a bad fight with Lord Long Live before, and everyone in the palace knew it. The Queen Mother agreed to you, probably in Long Live I can't say anything in front of my grandfather."

"I can't help it either. After all, the Queen Mother is the emperor's biological mother," Fujin sighed, "It's past the first month, but the emperor has not given his will. You think the palace looks peaceful, but in fact, there are already a lot of discussions in the palace. I'm sorry The rumors are nothing, I'm afraid it will affect Hongyun."

"Fu Jin, don't worry, our third elder brother is extremely honorable, who dares to talk about it..."

Shilong persuaded Fujin and returned to Chengqian Palace.

The author has something to say: This is the last hurdle. In order to echo the first five chapters, after this hurdle is passed, the main text will end.There are about ten chapters left in the text.

I will put the events after the Yongzheng Year in the episode, and some important events and important people will be explained, but it will not be written in detail like the main text, and will be written event by event, of course, in chronological order, and finally There will also be an old ending of Xiao Suzi and Fourth Master.

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