The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Zhang Sheng touched the gold carefully. There was no production bureau engraved on it. It was slippery, which was a bit strange, so he waited for the owner where he was.

While pacing back and forth, I kicked another piece of gold.

"Oh! Whoever gets a thousand cuts loses so much gold."

Zhang Sheng discovered that there were four pieces of gold on the ground. As long as he walked by, it would be difficult not to kick them.

"strangeness"

Just when he was doubting, the actor appeared. Mou Bin was very skilled in encounter scenes. He came over and asked with a smile: "Master Zhang, are you on duty?"

"Well, did Mr. Mou drop something?" Zhang Sheng asked tentatively.

"No."

"Uh...that's not you."

"Why don't Mr. Zhang leave?"

"I just picked up something. I'm waiting for the owner here. Mr. Mou can ask for it first." Zhang Sheng humbly agreed. With such a big ingot of gold, the owner will definitely come back to look for it.

Mou Bin nodded without revealing any trace and went back to Dongnuan Pavilion to report.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang also found gold!"

Yan Chengjin was overjoyed. The two assistant officers of the Ministry of Etiquette had picked up gold. They might all receive box lunches and let Cheng Minzheng come back to preside over the Ministry of Etiquette.

Emperor Hongzhi's heart tightened.

Mou Bin continued: "Master Zhang is not selfish. He even asked if a subordinate had lost it. He is still waiting for the owner at the trail of Zuoyemen."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded happily, with tears in his eyes, "The Minister of Rites has someone to choose from."

"If I don't believe it, I'll go and test it myself!"

Emperor Hongzhi, Li Dongyang and others were confused. You brought it up yourself, don’t you believe it? Emperor Hongzhi wanted to take out the dragon-beating whip and give this guy a good beating.

However... this guy is not his son. When a father beats his son, it is called discipline. When a monarch beats his ministers, it is called punishment. After all, it is not that convenient...

"Yan Aiqing doesn't need to be so cautious. I trust the character of Zhang Qing's family."

Yan Chengjin stood up and bowed: "It is better for the Ministry of Rites to be more cautious when selecting ministers."

History books say that Zhang Sheng was an upright person. He would not pick up a money bag when he was a child. In order to seduce him, he even spent enough money to give him special "care", including five ingots of gold! Liu Daxia and Jiao Fang both had two ingots.

"I will go too!" Zhu Houzhao said happily.

Seeing that he was determined, Emperor Hongzhi nodded. The result of tonight's trial was a bit disappointing, but it was a little comforting to have Zhang Sheng as a wise minister.

After Yan Chengjin and the prince retired, Emperor Hongzhi suddenly looked at Li Dongyang and asked: "The Ministry of Revenue is in charge of the Ming Dynasty's treasury. What do you two ministers think, how about testing the Korean language?"

Li Dongyang and the other three looked strange... Your Majesty is even addicted...

Liu Jian shook his head: "I believe in Han Wen's character."

"I think it would be better not to try it. Let the ministers know, and people's hearts will be scattered."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded.

After leaving Fengtian Hall, Yan Chengjin went straight to the path of Zuoyemen. The night was very good tonight, and Zhu Houzhao was walking beside him, with a companion holding a lantern.

"Lao Gao, are you going to deliberately embarrass Master Zhang?"

"I'm just being cautious and don't have a bad heart. Your Highness, don't think too much."

"You arranged for Master Cheng to be in Liangxiang, and now you want to embarrass Master Zhang. You must want your father to recall Master Cheng to the Ministry of Rites. Don't worry, I am here to see how you have harmed Zhongliang. I will not tell my father that I Gong also likes Master Cheng."

"..." Yan Chengjin.

Zhu Houzhao must have compared Yang Tinghe and Cheng Minzheng and felt that Cheng Minzheng was better, so he said this.

The path to the left door,

Zhang Sheng kicked the path back and forth, fearing that there would be gold left behind, so he looked up at the entrance and asked, "Why doesn't the owner come?"

Nearly half an hour has passed. Has the owner not discovered that the gold is missing?

At this moment, I saw someone walking this way, holding a lantern. It seemed to be His Highness the Crown Prince. He quickly bowed and said, "I have met Your Highness, Zhang Sheng."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang!" Yan Chengjin paused and said, "Xiaoguan has lost something. It is golden in color and weighs as much as his hand. It costs five pieces. I wonder if your Excellency has seen it?"

Zhang Sheng snorted coldly: "Why are you here now! I'm waiting for you to take it back home for dinner!"

He took out the gold in his arms, threw it in Yan Chengjin's hand, bowed to say goodbye to Zhu Houzhao, put his hands behind his back, and walked away angrily.

Zhu Houzhao and Yan Chengjin were dumbfounded.

"Lao Gao, what should I do?"

"Try it for ten yuan next time."

Yan Chengjin temporarily included Zhang Sheng in the list of pending Qing ministers.

The next morning, the sun shines brightly.

Emperor Hongzhi ordered the cabinet to draw up an edict, promoted Zhang to Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, promoted Qin Hong to Shangshu of the Ministry of War, assigned Xu Ren to garrison the border towns of Ningxia, and Yan Kesong to garrison the Xuan Mansion.

Yan Chengjin breathed a sigh of relief. This way, his father could return to Beijing before the new year.

Emperor Hongzhi did not want the nine ingots of gold back. Exposing this matter would inevitably arouse the suspicion of the ministers, so he suffered from heartache for a long time.

But the nine ingots of gold proved to be an upright official, and Emperor Hongzhi thought it was worth it.

In the court, the ministers were all afraid of a cautious censor from the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Rumor has it that he impeached Liu Daxia, causing Liu Daxia to lose his position in the ministry and become an official.

Think about it again, Fu Han was impeached a few days ago, and Fu Han also retired...

The winning rate of this impeachment is so high that I can’t afford to offend him!

Returning to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Dai Shan scolded: "Your path is too narrow! Did you know that the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue is related to Liu Daxia, and Liu Daxia promoted many ministers..."

"The lower officials are the censors. If they have complaints, let them impeach them, and then the lower officials will rebound."

Are you still rebounding? Dai Shan's eyes widened, was this still Yan Chengjin?

In the evening, Yan Chengjin returned home with Wang Yue on duty.

As soon as he entered the door, He Neng handed over a letter, which was a thank-you letter from Liu Daxia.

Yan Chengjin returned to the study and quietly opened it:

I have asked for retirement many times due to illness, but Your Majesty did not allow it. Thank you very much for your kindness this time! Tomorrow, I will return to my hometown and enjoy my old age. I will say goodbye to my nephew with this letter.

"Your Majesty's old illness, he is diligent, and he wants the old ministers around him to be diligent as well." Many ministers in their seventies and eighties have asked for retirement many times, but he did not allow it.

Old ministers like Wang Shu who retired were also invited out of their hometowns to enjoy the blessing of ninety-nine six.

Liu Daxia is sixty-three years old and still sick.

Many old ministers just want to stay a little longer, enjoy their grandchildren, and enjoy their old age.

It was the same in the Jiajing Dynasty. Yang Tinghe was extremely powerful and asked for retirement in his later years. Yan Song was at the top of the official ranks, and he also unexpectedly asked for retirement.

They have been in the court for a long time and are tired of it. They have mountains of gold and silver but no time to spend them.

People die without spending all their money. This is a great regret in life.

After reading the letter, Yan Chengjin burned it silently.

Picking up the pen, he immediately wrote a letter back to Liu Daxia.

Jinyiwei was mostly watching in the mansion, and no one was watching He Neng. He sent the letter out while going out to buy vegetables.

Liu Mansion,

Liu Daxia opened the letter and paced in the study, wondering: "How did this kid know that I have the family files of Sanbao eunuch? What does he want the water route map of Sanbao eunuch's voyage to the West for?"

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but picked up the letter and took another look. There was a line of small words at the bottom, and he was not calm.

The letter ended with: Your Excellency retired, this is a crime of deceiving the emperor, and I will keep my mouth shut.

The implication is, if you don't give it to me, you will sue me for deceiving the emperor?

Why did Liu Daxia have a feeling that this kid had the idea of ​​​​taking the files from the beginning!

"I thought he was a good man! Alas!"

In the evening, Wang Bushui came to Yan's house with a pile of family files.

Yan Chengjin asked Liu Daxia to send someone to deliver it to Lao Wang's bookstore. Wang Bushui carried the manuscripts in and out all day, and the Jinyiwei didn't care.

"Master, these are the things you want. They are sealed. I haven't read them."

"Go!"

Yan Chengjin returned to the study and opened the files. They were indeed the family files of Sanbao eunuch's voyage to the West.

If this thing is sold in the future, it can be worth a house, right?

The next day after work,

Yan Chengjin heard that Liu Daxia had arranged for a carriage and returned to his hometown Huarong to retire.

When he came to Liu's house in a sedan chair, the plaque was taken down.

This time, the selection of the six ministers is over.

"In less than a month, my father will return to the capital."

...

Hainan, Qiongzhou Prefecture Tuntianying

In the vast fields, corn sprouted lush green shoots, as green as jade, and the wooden beacons around were heavily guarded.

"Those chieftains are here again. Lord Li, please take some time to go to the government office to ask for a clerk." Xu Jinzhong reminded Li Kang.

This nerd has been thinking about "Hai Han" for more than half a month and has not figured it out.

The chieftains come to watch every now and then. Although they don't do anything, they always make him feel insecure. If the chieftains come to intercept the grain during the harvest, it will be troublesome.

"This Hai Han... I still can't figure it out. What does it mean? Let's go to the government office to ask for a clerk first.

"The military supervisor asked us to come to Hainan not to grow corn, but to open up the wasteland! Open up the wasteland of the entire island. ”

Now that this suburb has been reclaimed, it is inevitable to deal with the chieftain when moving to another place, so Li Kang is ready to move the land for reclamation.

Li Kang got on his horse.

To get to the Qiongzhou government office, one must pass through the mountain trails. Xu Jinzhong ordered a group of personal guards to protect him to avoid being killed by the chieftain.

An hour later, the Qiongzhou government office.

Li Kang came to the government office, handed the reins to the Tuntianwei, and strode into the government office.

"Lord Li, I want to call a clerk who can communicate with the chieftain."

Li Kang was an imperial envoy from the court. Li Tingyu did not dare to neglect him and ordered the clerks of the six rooms to come and stand in a row.

"Haha, Lord Li, the Han people who have lived here for a long time can more or less say a few words to the chieftain."

Li Kang glanced at the six people and saw a very steady old scholar, "Can you speak the chieftain's language?"

"Yes, there are relatives in my family who are related to the chieftain. "The old scholar stepped forward and said respectfully.

"His name is Hai Zheng, and he is a clerk in the official room." Li Tingyu smiled warmly.

Li Kang was surprised: "Your surname is Hai? Then... is there anyone named Hai Han here?"

"In my small village, there is a scholar named Hai Han. I wonder if he is the person you are looking for?"