Chapter 347 The Director of Ceremonies is not the place you should go now
Wei Zhongxian rode his horse to lead the way. When he arrived in front of Desheng Gate, he even lost the pretense of being a palace official and personally waved the reins to drive away the carriages and mules on the left and right.
Several city gates in Beijing have eunuchs and admirals at the same time. Even if not all of the guardsmen recognize Wei Zhongxian, the eunuchs' costumes are still familiar. Looking at this scene, I thought which clan member from the outer palace was driving the car. How could I dare to ask? , we can only greet you respectfully.
After entering the city, Zheng Haizhu ordered Huang Zude to transport most of the various earthen rituals sent by Lin Danhan and his wife, Governor Xuanda, and the commander-in-chief of Jizhen directly to Honglu Temple for handover. There was no need to put the actual generous gifts on the table. , it was sent directly to the back door of Fusi, Jinyi Weibei Town, and handed over to Luo Yangxing, the son of Wei Shuai.
The dozen or so carts of prairie leather goods and mountain treasures outside the Pass that she bought along the way were kept by Shanxi businessman Chang Zhongxin in the yard of the Escort Bureau, waiting for Lao Qin and Shi Yuelan, the capital managers of Zheng's business, to check and put them into storage.
After the assignment was completed, Huang Zude glanced at Wei Zhongxian sitting on the horse in the distance, walked up to Zheng Haizhu holding the embroidered spring knife, and whispered: "Madam promised to find a good future for me, and I have to take care of Madam all the time." Madam, on the way we just came from Deshengmen, there might be officials on both sides of the road from this yamen or that yamen, or scholars who have had enough to eat and have nothing to do, and may recognize Eunuch Wei."
Zheng Haizhu smiled: "I know, you'll recognize me if you recognize me. Don't I work for the imperial court? Didn't Wei Jinzhong also work for the imperial court? Both of them worked for the Ming Dynasty, one was an eunuch and the other was a woman. Why? Can't we talk about official business all the way like the officials in the Liubu Yamen?"
Huang Zude rolled his eyes and asked, "Ma'am, you are so open-minded, just because you want to see the reaction of the civil servants?"
Zheng Haizhu said "hmm" and dismissed him: "Go back to Fusi, Beizhen, on a mission. If you are too boastful, you will say that you don't know how well you can serve me along the way. Go and be General Ma's right-hand man." I will talk to Governor Liu as soon as possible."
Huang Zude immediately poured out what he thought he should say as a close confidant, but seeing that Zheng Haizhu had already been calculating in his heart, he didn't delay any longer, took the people and goods, and left.
Zheng Haizhu still sat back on the carriage, and as expected, Wei Zhongxian also jumped off his mount, strolled over, and entered the carriage as well.
"Eunuch Wei, I have to go to the General Affairs Office now. If Wanzai is in a hurry to ask questions, I might be able to play it right in Xinuang Pavilion in an hour. Just tell me, what good thing is in your mind, and you want me to help you make it happen. ?”
Wei Zhongxian narrowed his eyes: "Madam, you are so cheerful. I, Old Wei, want to join the Department of Ceremonies."
"Supervisor of Ceremonies? Why do you have such a big appetite all of a sudden?"
Wei Zhongxian's face, which always had a rough and wild look, mixed with oil and cunning, actually showed a hint of loneliness.
"I'm not afraid of my wife's jokes. Alas, we, Old Wei, just can't get past women. She, Yinyue, despises me and is not as good as those of the Supervisor of Ceremonies."
Hearing this, Zheng Haizhu's face showed no emotion.
She didn't believe that Wei Zhongxian, a man with a bad reputation in history, could actually be a lover who was keen on competition.
Who knows if he and Ke Yinyue had conspired. One of them was trying to get into the core of the empire's power, while the other was trying every possible means to get back to the future prince Zhu Youxiao.
"Oh, that's it," Zheng Haizhu lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then took out the certificate of nationality from the box beside him and sighed, "Eunuch Wei, you are not afraid of my jokes, and I am not afraid of you saying something in a joke, I am old. I have never been sentimental towards anyone, so I don’t understand why, father-in-law, you became so heroic when you mentioned this matter. I only ask you now, can you understand what is written in this national certificate? ?”
Before the emperor and cabinet ministers even read the letter of credence from Mongolia to the Ming Dynasty, Zheng Haizhu handed it to him first. Wei Zhongxian was as excited as a dog seeing a bone.
But Wei Zhongxian soon understood that even if he dared to look, he wouldn't be able to understand it.
The national documents were written in Chinese and Mongolian languages, but to Wei Zhongxian, there was no big difference between them, except that one looked like a tree branch and the other looked like an earthworm.
Zheng Haizhu took back his credentials and said with fear: "Old Wei, the Chief of Ceremonies and the Cabinet are not the Palace of Qianqing and the Palace of Ciqing, nor the Department of Xixin and the Nine Gates of the Capital. I have dealt with civil servants for so many years, and I will Don’t you know what their style is at heart? Scholars, whether they are those who passed the Jinshi examination and became foreign ministers like Sun Hanlin, or those who came out of the inner study and rose to the rank of ceremonial supervisor like Wang Gonggong, they first look down on those who have not studied. People of the same clan and clan, secondly, look down on foreign enemies who endanger the country. Why bother with your comfortable job? Why don't you have fun squeezing into a place where scholars gather when you can't even recognize a few big characters? The Supervisor of Ceremonies holds the pen? I’m afraid that if you haven’t even touched the pen, they will join forces and drive you out again, and you won’t even be able to go back to a good place like the Xinxing Department or the Neiku.”
Wei Zhongxian said unwillingly: "We are from a small gangster background, but we don't want to spend our whole life just counting pieces of red charcoal and having others look down upon us."
Zheng Haizhu smiled happily and said: "Old Wei, I am much more knowledgeable than you. Aren't I unable to enter the cabinet and the Supervisor of Ceremonies? But now, who dares to look down on me?"
Wei Zhongxian remained silent, feeling in his heart that some lions were talking loudly today.
Zheng Haizhu is not so easy to control. Since last winter, that woman from Ke Yinyue has stopped talking about "Zheng's bitch" all the time. But in turn, she urges herself to take advantage of Zheng Haizhu, which is too much. A little more anxious.
When Wei Zhongxian saw the woman sitting across from him, she leaned against the car wall and rubbed her eyelids and forehead.
After a while, a female voice no longer sounded teasing: "It's not that I shouldn't think about better jobs. Don't worry, I'm thinking about it. It's true that Eunuch Wei is indispensable for helping me. But, let's talk about some things up front, sir. Wei, except for the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, I don’t like to be pushed to do anything."
"Hey, no, no, no, how could I rush Madam?" Wei Zhongxian waved his hand repeatedly, "I was stupid and worried about the seat I shouldn't have. Madam woke me up. Don't say anything anymore, hurry up and send Madam away. General Affairs Department.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The group arrived at the Tongzhengsi Yamen in the southwest corner of the imperial city. Seeing that the people coming out of the Yamen were respectful and polite to Zheng Haizhu, Wei Zhongxian said goodbye knowingly and went to the inner court.
After Zheng Haizhu handed over Lin Danhan's credentials, Cui Jingrong's memorial and other documents, he waited at the General Affairs Department in preparation for Zhu Changluo's upcoming summons.
After waiting for about half an hour, I saw Cao Huachun, the eunuch in charge of Qianqing Palace, hurriedly coming in a small sedan.
Zheng Haizhu stood up and walked outside the concierge. Cao Huachun stepped forward and said, "Madam, please go back to the house to wash yourself off. Tomorrow, you will go back to the Xinuang Pavilion to reply."
Zheng Haizhu looked around and then at Cao Huachun. Cao Huachun understood.
The two of them walked a little further tacitly, and then Cao Huachun spoke in a low voice: "We are our own family members, so we can teach my wife to be at ease. It's not like there were some rats who chewed my wife's bad words before. As soon as the certificate of credence was passed in, long live the Lord." I just wanted Mrs. , Mr. Long Live is not feeling well, Madam, we will discuss this matter tomorrow."
"Zongxian" is the imperial official's name for the officials of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Yang Zongxian is Yang Lian, the censor of Zuodu who was promoted by rocket on behalf of the Donglin faction after Zhu Changluo ascended the throne.
Cao Huachun saw that Zheng Haizhu's eyes were full of inquiry, and said hurriedly: "No, madam, don't look at me. I don't guarantee that I will complain to my wife tomorrow. Well, Mr. Yang, I haven't stopped in the past half year." Already..."
Zheng Haizhu was convinced.
Cao Huachun and other elite imperial officials could always protect themselves wisely without offending people with whom they had good friendships.
Zheng Haizhu left the General Affairs Office and returned to his apartment in the capital.
Qin Fang, Shi Yuelan, Li Daniu, Hua Er, Chen Sanni and other subordinates were happy, but they all had a lot to report.
However, Zheng Haizhu first asked Li Daniu to invite Lu Xiangsheng and asked him in detail about how he was preparing to take the exam next spring with Sun Chengzong and how he was assisting Xu Guangqi in teaching Wenhua Hall.
After learning that Lu Xiangsheng's career as an official was going smoothly, Zheng Haizhu was in the mood to go back to the depths of the house and listen to the conversations of several close confidants who were doing intelligence work.
Li Daniu got straight to the point: "My subordinates have already investigated the matter that Madam told me."
Hua Er presented a few pages of paper.
Li Daniu continued: "Please take a look at it, madam. Starting around the twelfth lunar month, whenever Wei Jinzhong is on duty at Ciqing Palace, the guest nanny will spend the night at Wang Tigan, the superintendent of rituals. Every day is written on the paper."
Zheng Haizhu flipped through the papers and picked out one: "Is this the account of the candle shop?"
Hua Er continued: "Yes, madam, please see, the sales volume after the twelfth lunar month is obviously less than that in the autumn month. That guest Yinyue lives in Nanhaizi and does not hire servants, probably because it is cheaper to steal men. But when it comes to purchasing, she has to do it by herself."
Zheng Haizhu nodded: "I understand."
She recalled the message Ma Xianglin told her on the wall of Xuanzhen.
Wei Zhongxian's appearance is much better than that of Wang Tiqian, the Supervisor of Liturgy. If Wei Zhongxian still retains good male function, he cannot be less attractive to women like Ke Yinyue than Wang Tiqian.
Ke Yinyue and Wang Tiqian secretly communicated, probably because they were interested in the identity of the other party's chief ceremonial officer Bingbi.
She is going back to the palace.
Power, more than sex, attracted the royal wet nurse.
