For more than two hundred years, the officials of the Ming Dynasty dared not speak out about this inhumane and even very harsh morning court regulations formulated by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.

But after a long time, I got used to it.

But.

How old was Emperor Wanli when he ascended the throne? He was less than ten years old. It was the time to develop and grow up. He forced a ten-year-old child to get up at midnight every day to prepare for morning court.

Isn't this abuse?

Therefore, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were weak and had few long-lived people, which was not unrelated to this overly strict morning dynasty system.

But this is a rule set by the Ming Taizu, who dares to question it?

Until Zhang Juzheng became the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty and monopolized the power, he felt that the rules of the morning court were too perverted and inhumane, so he changed the time for the court.

He changed the rules of the court meeting from morning court every day to one day in one's ten days, and every three, six, and nine days, and the rest of the time can be exempted from court.

And they also changed the time for court to be after dawn. In this way, all civil and military officials and the emperor could finally have a good sleep.

It was not yet bright at this time.

In the hall of the inner house of the Taishi Mansion, the pretty maid was in and out with her hands and feet. Soon, more than a dozen steaming dishes of clear porridge and side dishes were arranged on the pear wood table.

Zhang Juzheng and his daughter sat opposite each other at the table and started eating silently.

Don’t eat or sleep.

Zhang Juzheng held a bowl of rock candy bird's nest porridge and sipped it in small sips, while looking at his baby daughter with majestic eyes.

The so-called female changes in age.

His baby daughter is in her twenties, and she is more and more charming and graceful, but this men's outfit is so eye-catching.

Moreover, there were a few stains on the white Confucian uniform, especially the two stains on the knees on the lower robe.

As he looked, Zhang Juzheng frowned even deeper.

It looks like.

My daughter came back too late yesterday and got up too early. She was too lazy to change her clothes and was about to run out to go crazy early in the morning.

Zhang Juzheng wanted to scold him severely, but looking at his daughter's well-behaved look, the majesty in his eyes quickly turned into spoiling, so how could he bear to scold him?

He gave birth to six sons in his life, just one daughter. Now his sons have grown up and started a family. He has moved out of the Grand Tutor's Mansion and each has his own world.

As he gets older, his energy and physical strength are not as good as before. Now the only one who stays in the mansion to accompany him is this precious daughter.

I really want to be praised to the sky.

Looking at his daughter's dirty Confucian uniform, Zhang Juzheng, who was a little soft-hearted, felt something was wrong, so he put down his exquisite rice bowl of blue and white porcelain.

Wait until the servants removed the unfinished meal.

Zhang Juzheng rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, and ordered with a cold face: "Come here... go and call Zhang Kui!"

The servant hurriedly responded to his orders and went to the front yard to call Zhang Kui, the leader of the guard responsible for the protection of the lady.

As Zhang Kui took two steps at once, he walked into the inner house with his waist bent over.

Looking at the gloomy face of the prime minister, Zhang Kui shivered in fear, hurried forward to greet him, and then stood respectfully aside.

What is Zhang Kui's identity? He is actually a child of the Zhang family and is related to Zhang Juzheng's family, but he is a distant child from the fifth squad.

Because he practiced martial arts since childhood and was skilled in archery and horses, he entered the Grand Tutor's Mansion after he became an adult and became a guard leader.

"Well... cough."

Zhang Juzheng cleared his throat and asked Zhang Kui coldly about his whereabouts of his baby daughter, whom he had contacted and what he had done recently.

Zhang Kui dared not hide it, so he had to tell it all.

"Reply to the prime minister."

Zhang Kui didn't even dare to see Miss Zhang's hint, so he honestly said: "Miss has invested 300 taels recently and joined a small shop called Bianyifang..."

As Zhang Kuiwei told the story, Zhang Juzheng raised his eyebrows and looked at his well-behaved daughter, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

His baby daughter was spoiled since childhood and was very reserved. She has always been no interest in money. How could she suddenly become interested in doing business?

This surprised Zhang Juzheng very much.

Zhang Juzheng naturally wouldn't take it seriously for a mere 300 taels of silver. If he loses, he will lose it. It's no big deal for his daughter to do business.

This is actually quite common in the Ming Dynasty today. Not to mention the royal relatives and relatives of civil and military officials, everyone is doing business to make money.

Even the concubines and even the queen mother in the palace, who doesn’t have many shops?

From big businesses such as salt, iron, tea, horses, silk, pawn shops, money shops, to small businesses such as restaurants, restaurants, inns and even brothels.

Which industry is not the powerful?

There are too many such things.

Is there anyone who knows better than him, the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty?

So after asking, Zhang Juzheng looked a little slow and asked softly: "What is the character of the shopkeeper named Shen? Is his family background innocent?"

Zhang Kui peeked at the lady and said quickly: "When you say that, Manager Shen... is quite loyal and honest. His ancestors have been a Jinyiwei Qianhu, and they are still innocent."

Zhang Juzheng nodded and waved, "Go down."

He has no reason to object to his daughter's willingness to do business. As for whether she can make money, it doesn't matter how much she earns. The important thing is that her daughter is happy.

After Zhang Kui surrendered, Zhang Juzheng pretended to scold him a few more times, then stood up, looked at Shichen, and it was almost time to go to court.

As soon as he stood up, Zhang Jingxiu hurriedly came over obediently, took the official uniform from the maid, and put it on for his father obediently.

So obedient, sensible, so gentle and charming, Zhang Juzheng was very relieved.

Zhang Juzheng was about to praise him, but he heard his baby daughter speak softly in his ear and asked anxiously: "Dad is rich in five cars and is the best in the world. My daughter has something unknown, so I want to ask my father for advice."

Zhang Juzheng disagreed and said, "But it's okay."

This moment.

Zhang Juzheng's eyes were full of doting and his heart was full of happiness, as if he had returned to the warm years of his daughter when she was young, surrounding him for asking questions.

Zhang Jingxiu couldn't wait to say, "Dad, do you know that Tianfang's calculations are learned?"

Zhang Juzheng was stunned and was speechless when asked. As the chief assistant of the Ming Dynasty and the helmsman of the dynasty, he naturally knew about Tian Fangguo.

The relationship between the Ming Dynasty and Tianfang Kingdom was quite good, and there were also frequent trade exchanges between them. There were some merchants from Tianfang Kingdom in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

But this is Tian Fang's calculation...

I haven't heard of it.

While speaking, the daughter pestered him again, dipped some water in the teacup with her little hands, and then started writing and drawing on the table, writing a string of ghost painting talismans.

"Dad, look, Tianfang arithmetic, preparation and bead algorithm are different."

I looked at a calculation formula written by my daughter on the table, and then looked over with my clear eyes, full of expectation and trust.

After all, in the heart of a daughter, the father is omnipotent.

But Zhang Juzheng's eyes showed a confused look. The premier of the Ming Dynasty actually stopped asking a math question and was speechless for a moment.

But who is Zhang Juzheng?

Naturally, he would not show his fear in front of his beloved daughter, but frowned slightly again and pretended to be silent: "Well..."

Fortunately, at this moment, a guard outside the door whispered: "Prince, it's time to go to court."

The guards rescued Zhang Juzheng.

Zhang Juzheng breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "It's getting late, I'm going to court for my father. I'll help you solve your doubts when I come back."
Chapter completed!