The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Back to the palace,

Yan Chengjin came to the duty room of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and saw Fang Xue busy organizing files and writing down the Loop case.

After all, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is still the yamen investigating the case and wants to file the case.

After a while, the little eunuch from the royal study came to deliver the order: Fang Xue supervises the construction of the Great Wall.

Dai Shan was overjoyed. She took out a few taels of silver from her arms and gave them to the eunuch who came to announce the decree.

The eunuch exchanged a few words with Dai Shan and then went back happily.

"His Majesty has always sent eunuchs in the past, but this time he actually thought of our Metropolitan Procuratorate. Xiao Fang, you are the light of our Metropolitan Procuratorate." Dai Shan felt her belly and was overjoyed.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Lord Yan is here, and the prudence of the subordinates is less than one ten thousandth of it. How dare I be praised by the ministers like this." Fang Xue lowered his head and said modestly.

Yan Chengjin sat in front of the desk, facing the window, and could see the courtyard outside. The eunuch came with the decree and left again.

Dai Shan turned her head and glanced at Yan Chengjin, then walked over with a smile: "Cheng Jin, your advice is good."

Am I cheap enough?

Yan Chengjin was a little confused.

Dai Shanzheng sighed with a smile like an old father: "Building the Great Wall is a great achievement. The previous dynasty was forced to build the Liaodong section due to the empty treasury.

Now, the northwest territory can finally be filled in. "

The construction of the Great Wall was a great achievement. Several officials of the previous dynasty who built the Great Wall were recorded in the historical records of Hanyuan and passed down to future generations.

Isn't reputation the most important thing for an official?

Since Yan Chengjin came to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the business has increased.

After Dai Shan left, Fang Xue walked to his desk, lowered his head, and hesitated to speak.

"Sir, I am really ashamed that I have not supervised two million taels of silver..."

"The important thing about going to Hetao this time is not the money." Yan Chengjin carefully speculated on the various possibilities of building the Great Wall this time.

Fang Xue hummed, with a question mark on his face, a little confused.

"It's a riot.

Millions of refugees are paralyzed in Jingxiang, nothing happens, so it is not necessarily possible to work as coolies on the Great Wall.

Under the jurisdiction of soldiers, riots are prone to occur. "

Since ancient times, the construction of the Great Wall has been a matter of backlog of public anger.

This is the reason why we should pay wages to the refugees.

"After arriving at the Northwest Great Wall, the first thing I did was to give the refugees their first month's wages, and then promise that they would receive wages every month in the future."

If you get money and draw a big pie, most refugees will not have any objections.

Of course, there are some vulgar refugees who can be dealt with by Zhu Hui.

Zhu Hui led the soldiers from the Beijing camp to supervise the construction of the Great Wall. Its function was not only to resist Tatar invasion, but also to prevent refugee riots.

Fang Xue immediately found his direction. The most important thing about going to the Hetao this time was that there would be no riots.

Secondly, it is to supervise the flow of the court's money and whether all the money is distributed to the refugees, and wages must not be in arrears.

"I'll think about it again and see if there are any mistakes."

Lowered the value,

When Yan Chengjin returned to the mansion, a burst of white smoke enveloped the mansion. From a distance, it looked like a fire.

This is, someone burned down the mansion?

"How could it be possible? There's a fire in the house?"

"No, young master, I asked my servants to burn mugwort to repel mosquitoes in the house." He Neng met him in the Shaolin Temple and said as if he was taking credit.

There are ways to burn mugwort to repel mosquitoes, especially in cattle sheds.

"How could you be so careless! Did you know that this would cause a fire? It could burn down a whole mansion, or even burn down the whole capital." Yan Chengjin frowned: "You will be punished by copying the Yan Mansion's cautionary teachings ten thousand times."

In the last life, a fire almost set a whole country on fire.

Fire prevention comes first.

"Master... Master, little man..." He Neng grimaced, as if a basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe, and his whole body turned green.

Walking into the mansion, Yan Chengjin saw piles of copper basins with thick smoke rising from mugwort.

Two sisters, Chunxiao and Qianjin, were holding cattail fans, fanning them gently and coughing lightly.

"Put out the fire! Who told you to light it?"

Chunxiao timidly said: "It's... Brother He."

Yan Chengjin said to He Neng: "I will be fined half a year's wages."

"Young... Young Master." He Neng hugged Yan Chengjin's thigh and cried loudly. The salary for half a year was thirteen taels of silver.

"Put out all the fire in these copper basins."

Chunxiao and Qianjin hurriedly went to fetch water and poured it into the copper basin. There was another burst of smoke.

Yan Chengjin arrived outside the mansion and waited for the diffuse smoke to dissipate before returning to the mansion.

The people in the house were summoned, and one more rule was added to the strict family rules: the fire ban.

at night,

Chunxiao and Qianjin gave Yan Chengjin bath water, and Yan Chengjin asked, "How can we do that?"

"Go back to the young master and copy books in the room."

Since the Yan family's "Be careful about being a man" became popular, the literacy rate of the people in the Yan family has increased, at least they can recognize the words in the family rules.

Even the cooks and aunts can copy it. This is the minimum standard for joining Yan's house as a servant.

"Go out, I'm going to take a bath."

Chunxiao and Qianjin lowered their heads, their cheeks were slightly red, and they slowly retreated with a look of reluctance.

Yan Chengjin took a shower and put on his homemade pajamas, which was very comfortable.

He can now wear all the clothes of the Ming Dynasty, with almost no need for anyone to do it.

"Lao Gao?"

Yan Chengjin was startled when he saw Zhu Houzhao pushing open the door and rushing in.

"Your Highness, it's so late and you're still leaving the palace?"

Zhu Houzhao hesitated to speak, and said with some embarrassment: "My father ate my golden rice cake and fell ill."

Dark cuisine...

"I'm looking for Wang Ji."

All the doctors in the palace were quacks. Zhu Houzhao heard from Jin Yiwei that Yan Chengjin had seen this doctor, and a doctor who Lao Gao could like would naturally be outstanding.

Speaking of which, Wang Ji is still at Liu Wentai's house.

Yan Chengjin ordered people to invite Wang Ji.

The three of them got off the carriage at the Meridian Gate and went straight to the Qianqing Palace.

After entering the door, Yan Chengjin saw seven or eight imperial doctors gathered around the bed. Emperor Hongzhi looked pale and a little haggard.

Empress Zhang held the Queen Mother aside with a sad look on her face.

"You quacks, give way." Zhu Houzhao greeted Wang Ji quickly and asked Wang Ji to step forward.

Wang Ji was frightened by this battle. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was in front of him. How could he dare to rule?

Emperor Hongzhi opened his eyes slightly, opened a corner of his quilt, and checked the pulse of the imperial doctor.

"Huzhao, don't mess around." The Queen Mother scolded.

"This doctor is Doctor Wang. Sun Chen specially invited him to treat his father."

Zhu Houzhao pulled Wang Ji to the bed, and several imperial doctors quickly got out of the way.

Queen Zhang looked at Yan Chengjin and said, "Did you invite Yan Qing's family?"

"Replying to your Majesty, why don't you let Mr. Wang take a look."

Yan Chengjin felt that it shouldn't be the case. Emperor Hongzhi still had more than three years to live, so there should be no serious problems this time.

"Can a private doctor be as good as an imperial doctor?" The Queen Mother frowned.

There are masters in the market, and their unique skills are out of the ordinary.

Only time will tell who is the most skilled person.

Yan Chengjin knew that it was undoubtedly Wang Ji. If he couldn't cure it, neither could the other doctors.

Wang Ji sat down and took Emperor Hongzhi's pulse. After a moment, he said, "This is a sign of poisoning."

"Nonsense! Everyone in the palace has tasted the royal food before serving it to His Majesty. How could it be poisoned?" the imperial doctor refuted.

"All kinds of food are not poisonous in themselves, but they become poisonous after being mixed with food. If eaten accidentally, it can hurt the abdominal organs and disrupt the gastrointestinal qi. It can be light or heavy, and the harm is determined according to the meaning."

Wang Ji was very sure that this was food poisoning.

"Is there a way to resolve it?" Emperor Hongzhi asked.

He was born in the harem and raised by eunuchs and maids. He has met many people in his life, and he can tell at a glance that this person is loyal.

"Prescribe some medicine and it will be fine."

Wang Ji wrote a medicine, and Xiao Jing personally sent it to the kitchen, urging it to be boiled. After a while, he came back with a pale golden medicine soup.

Emperor Hongzhi drank a few sips, and after a while, he felt the pain in his stomach ease a little.

"What does the emperor think?" asked the Queen Mother.

"Much better, the Imperial Grandmother is worried. Someone, please send the Empress Dowager back to Renshou Palace. I have nothing to do." Emperor Hongzhi said.

The Queen Mother was very interested in Wang Ji and asked, "Are you from a medical family? Why haven't the Ai family heard of a famous doctor named Wang?"

Wang Jicheng said in fear: "My father, Wang Wei, is only a well-known doctor in his hometown, not a famous doctor."

"Yan Qing's family, is this person the doctor in your house?" Queen Zhang asked.

"Xiaguan and Doctor Wang only met a few days ago."

Yan Chengjin knew that the Empress Dowager favored two kinds of people, one was the monk and the other was the imperial doctor.

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