Han Du was once pulled out of bed by An Qing, who disturbed Han Du's sleep.
I opened my eyes weakly and saw that it was An Qing. I immediately complained, "What's wrong? Can't you just let me have a good sleep?"
"You haven't slept enough? Get up and see where the sun has gone?" An Qing opened Han Du's quilt and complained about him.
Even after the quilt was lifted, Han Du still curled up on the bed, lusting after the warmth and softness of the bed, "Not enough, not enough, I won't sleep enough in my whole life!" .??.
"Get up and get dressed!" An Qing suddenly became angry and yelled at Han Du.
At this point, Han Du reluctantly got up from the bed, stretched out his hands, and winked at An Qing, asking An Qing to put on his clothes.
An Qing sighed helplessly and had no choice but to step forward to serve Han Du.
Looking at An Qing who was busy walking back and forth in front of him, Han Du had a sudden idea and suddenly grabbed An Qing's arm.
An Qing immediately looked at Han Du in confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"
Han Du laughed and said, "Actually, I can dance, do you believe it?"
An Qing didn't understand why Han Du suddenly mentioned this, but he still didn't believe what he said. He glanced at Han Du and asked doubtfully: "You can dance? How is this possible?"
Han Du immediately laughed twice and said, "You don't believe it? Come and I will teach you the latest dances. Give me your hand."
An Qing looked at Han Du, followed Han Du's instructions suspiciously, and handed his hand to him.
"Your hand should be like this, this hand should be like this." Han Du said while playing with An Qing's hand.
An Qing suddenly felt that this posture was a bit strange, but he still did not suspect anything. He just asked strangely, "What kind of dance is this? Why is this posture so weird?"
An Qing's face turned red as she spoke, but she still didn't notice Han Du's intention.
Han Du explained casually: "This is a new dance I came up with. By the way, if I want to dance well, it also has a formula."
"What formula?" An Qing's attention was immediately drawn to Han Du's words.
"Face to face, belly to belly, take a step in half an hour."
An Qing became even more puzzled when he heard this, and couldn't help but ask: "Why did it take half an hour to move?"
The air suddenly froze for a few breaths.
Suddenly, An Qing reacted, his face became even redder, and he gently slapped Han Du on the face with his little hand.
"Ha! What a scoundrel!"
After saying that, she turned around and was about to run away. Han Du quickly hugged her into his arms with more force.
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Qing was like a frightened deer. He stared at Han Du with wide eyes and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"Hey, what do you think?" Han Du's hands began to wander and reached under An Qing's clothes.
An Qing suddenly slapped Han Du's hand down.
Han Du looked at her puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"
An Qing looked at Han Du with a smile and said, "The emperor sent someone to summon you to the palace."
Han Du was stunned for a moment, then looked at An Qing in disbelief and said, "Really? You don't want to find an excuse to run away, do you?"
An Qing suddenly laughed and said, "If the emperor hadn't summoned you, why would I have pulled you up?"
"Alas!" Han Du sighed and let go of An Qing, and stood up unwillingly, "Is the emperor free? Are you calling me into the palace so early?"
An Qing also stood up and looked at Han Du with a strange smile on his face. He didn't say anything but smiled more and more proudly.
Han Du glared at her angrily, turned around and walked out of the room.
"Your Majesty, why are you summoning me?" Han Du bowed his hands in front of Zhu Biao.
When Zhu Biao heard this, he had to put down the brush in his hand.
"It's coming!"
Then Zhu Biao stretched his waist with difficulty and said with a wry smile: "In the past, when I saw my father handling government affairs all day long, I didn't think it was very hard. I thought I was helping my father a lot. Now I know that it turns out that
Compared with what I did before, what I did before is just scratching the surface compared to what my father did."
Han Du smiled and echoed: "Your Majesty's words are slightly biased."
"Oh? Where am I biased?" Zhu Biao asked nonchalantly.
Han Du nodded and explained: "The Ming Dynasty originally only had one capital and fourteen provinces, and its affairs were relatively small. But later, with the attachment of Liaodong, governor's offices were established in Nanyang, Korea, Xiyang and other places, and the world's affairs were naturally much smaller than before.
There are too many complications. It is reasonable for the emperor to feel this way."
Zhu Biao burst out laughing, pointed at Han Du and said with a smile, "You still know how to speak."
With that said, Zhu Biao got off Danbi and stood in front of Han Du.
He smiled and said, "You still don't know why I came to you today, right?"
Han Du bowed slightly and replied: "I don't know, please let the emperor clarify."
Zhu Biao walked past Han Du and walked straight out of the hall.
Han Du saw this and quickly followed.
Walking outside the hall, Han Du's eyes lit up and he felt suddenly enlightened.
Although the windows of Qianqing Palace are bright and clean, the light inside is not as good as the open space outside.
Zhu Biao walked leisurely to a railing, leaned on the railing, turned back to Han Du and said: "Wang Chun, the Minister of Household Affairs, has informed me several times that he wants to retire and return to his hometown."
Wang Chun?
An image of a gray-haired old man suddenly appeared in Han Du's mind. Han Du did not have much contact with the Ministry of Household Affairs. That is to say, when the Shipping Department was first established, he had to pay sea trade tax to the Ministry of Household Affairs.
The contacts with the Ministry of Finance became closer, but the Minister at that time was not Wang Chun.
Later, after everything in the Shipping Department was on the right track, Han Du no longer needed to personally deal with small matters such as paying tax bills with the Ministry of Accounts, so naturally he did not have much contact with the Ministry of Accounts.
After thinking for a while, Han Du nodded casually and said, "Master Wang is indeed very old. It is only natural for people to want to retire and return to his hometown to take care of himself."
"But I didn't agree." Zhu Biao looked at Han Du and said helplessly: "I'm not an unkind person, but I just didn't think about who would shoulder the burden of the household department at the moment. If Wang Aiqing leaves,
, then wouldn’t the household department be shut down?”
What does this have to do with him? Han Du didn't understand what Zhu Biao meant by what he said to him, so he had to follow his words and continue: "Don't the Ministry of Households have left and right ministers? According to the rules, if Mr. Wang retires and returns to his hometown, then
Zuo Shilang should take over as Minister."
"Luo Ying, I'm afraid he still needs some experience." Zhu Biao smiled.
Listening to this tone, it is obvious that Zhu Biao is not ready to let Luo Ying succeed Wang Chun as the Minister of Household Affairs. Perhaps he simply feels that Luo Ying is not experienced enough, or he simply does not like Luo Ying.
Regarding the selection of the Hubu Shangshu, which was second only to the Li Bu among the six ministers, Han Du could not give random opinions to avoid being suspected of confusing the king.
Seeing Han Du lowering his head and keeping silent, Zhu Biao suddenly said with a smile: "Even if I keep suppressing Wang Chun, it's still not an option. How about you becoming the minister?"
"Me? I'll come?" Han Du was stunned for a moment, not expecting Zhu Biao to have such a thought.
Then he shook his head and replied with a smile: "How can I do it? My qualifications are even more junior. How can I be the Minister of Household Affairs?"
"Although you are a little younger, your qualifications are definitely sufficient. What's more, your ability to make money is extraordinary. Now in the capital, from the princes and ministers to the common people, who doesn't know the beauty of you, a good-luck boy?
name?"
"This" Han Du smiled frustratedly.
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br> Han Du has never thought about becoming a minister. It’s not that Han Du has no ambition. It’s that he is already a superior marquis. If he makes more contributions in the next step, he will be able to go smoothly.
He became the Duke of the country and stood at the pinnacle of ministers.
With such a bright future, why would Han Du want to become a minister? Isn't this causing trouble for himself?
Besides, Han Du is always ready to be lazy, so why would he want to be a minister?
"No, no, no, the emperor may have misunderstood. Making money and being a minister are completely different things and cannot be confused. I can make money, but it does not mean that I can take on this important responsibility."
Zhu Biao had already had this idea. He just found an excuse to talk to Han Du. He originally thought that Han Du would accept it happily, but he didn't expect that Han Du would refuse.
Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, and then said eagerly: "What's the difference? It's all money. Making money is for yourself, and being the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue is for the imperial court."
Han Du wanted to continue to refuse.
Zhu Biao waved his hand directly and said: "Okay, just tell me first, what conditions do you want before you are willing to serve as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"
Han Du smiled slightly. It seemed that Zhu Biao knew me and knew that I would bargain.
Han Du sighed and said: "The emperor wants me to be the minister of household affairs, and I can't resist the order. However, I have conditions. If the emperor agrees, then I can try. If the emperor doesn't agree, then I can't do it."
Your Majesty should hire someone else, Gao Ming."
Zhu Biao immediately shook his head and sighed: "I know you will find every opportunity to use it. Well, let me tell you what conditions you have."
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I don't like the way the imperial court collects taxes now. If the emperor lets me serve as the Minister of Household Affairs, I will definitely take action on the tax system. I hope the emperor will be mentally prepared in advance, and at the same time,
Support the minister firmly when necessary." Han Du turned his head to look at Zhu Biao and said with a slight smile.
After Zhu Biao heard this, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he lowered his head in thought.
After a moment, he looked up at Han Du and said solemnly: "How do you want to change the tax system?"
Han Du avoided Zhu Biao's gaze, looked outside the palace, and said in a light tone: "I haven't thought about it yet. After all, I never thought before that the emperor would let me be the minister of household affairs, so how could I do it?
How about thinking about these things in advance?”
"Let me think about this carefully." In the end, Zhu Biao was cautious and did not directly agree to Han Du.
Han Du had an indifferent expression on his face. It was better not to be the minister, and he felt more relaxed. Then he nodded and replied: "Okay, everything is in accordance with the emperor."