() Emperor Chongzhen looked back into the palace and told Wen Tiren: "Mr. Wen Ge, the matters concerning the Ministry of Education remain confidential, but the specific matters include the establishment of schools at all levels, the sources of teachers, and the content of the subjects studied in schools at all levels.
You have to draw up specific regulations in advance for everything else. You can discuss this matter with Zhongxing Bo and the Minister of Industry."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Wen Tiren knew that the newly established department would definitely have a lot of things to do, and he was mentally prepared for all the matters Emperor Chongzhen said, so he did not panic and calmly agreed to Emperor Chongzhen.
Emperor Chongzhen was very satisfied with Wen Tiren's calmness and confidence in his work. After hearing Wen Tiren's reply, he said to his three ministers: "It's time for lunch. My three dear friends, please accompany me to have lunch."
Since Zhong Jinwei woke up, Emperor Chongzhen asked his ministers to eat with him more and more often.
When Zhong Jinwei heard what Emperor Chongzhen said, he realized that it was already noon. He couldn't stand when he remembered that the ceramics factory would be firing cement today. At that moment, he said to Emperor Chongzhen: "Your Majesty, cement will be fired today. I want to go back to the ceramics factory immediately."
The factory is keeping an eye on this matter."
After Xu Guangqi heard this, he also wanted to follow.
When Emperor Chongzhen heard this, he felt a little nervous. He was too concerned about whether the cement and the high-temperature method of the new kiln were successful, which was related to the establishment of the state-owned enterprise and a series of subsequent arrangements. Therefore, he quickly agreed to Zhong Jinwei's request to let him, the client, quickly
Click back and stare.
So Zhong Jinwei and Xu Guangqi said goodbye to Emperor Chongzhen and went straight to the ceramics factory. Wen Tiren was too embarrassed to eat alone, so he also said goodbye to Emperor Chongzhen and went back to deal with the matter of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new year as the minister of the Ministry of Industry.
In the inner hall of the residence of the Minister of Industry and Commerce, the warm wall provides a warm indoor temperature, so that Zhang Fengxiang does not need to wear cotton-padded clothes indoors or hold a hand stove to keep warm in this winter.
He was the only one in the room, and there was no maid accompanying him. He was sitting in an armchair beside the Eight Immortals table, drinking wine. There was a hot wine pot on the table. After finishing the wine in his hand, he poured himself a glass.
Seemingly leisurely, I saw Zhang Fengxiang letting out a long sigh from time to time, as if he was feeling depressed and unexplainable.
Suddenly, the door of the inner hall was pushed open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in. Zhang Fengxiang raised his head and looked over. Didn't he ask that no one come to disturb him? Didn't the steward at the door listen to him?
Before Zhang Fengxiang could see the person clearly, he heard a complaint: "Master, are you too careful?"
Hearing the voice, he knew it was his wife Zhang Liu, so Zhang Fengxiang ordered: "Close the door." Then he lowered his head and started drinking again.
Mrs. Zhang Liu did not let the maid who had followed her in. She turned around and closed the door. Then she untied her mink coat, hung it on the hook behind the door, and walked to the other side of the Eight Immortals table to sit down.
After sitting down, she half-thrown her body on the table, leaned towards Zhang Fengxiang and said: "Sir, what if the emperor really approves your resignation? Wouldn't it be self-defeating?"
"What do you know about women? I am the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. Even if the Emperor wants to approve my resignation, it will not be so fast. It will take two or three times before it is approved." After Zhang Fengxiang finished speaking, he went to get it again.
Pour wine from the hot pot into glasses.
"I'm afraid that if the emperor is really right, then he won't be able to serve as minister." Mrs. Zhang Liu muttered.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Fengxiang put the hot wine pot he had just picked up back on the table with force and made a "bang" sound: "Dangdangdang, do you want this minister or my life?"
Ms. Zhang Liu was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the master would lose such a big temper, and then her temper also rose: "As for how serious it is, I scared you so much that I hurriedly submitted my resignation before I even found out about you."
Zhang Fengxiang was also a little afraid of this fierce wife. Seeing that Zhang Liu and himself were fighting against each other, he changed his tone and said in a gentle tone: "Weren't the two censors confiscated and exiled by the emperor yesterday?"
Mrs. Zhang Liu disagreed and said: "That's because they have no brains and are not careful about collecting money. They dare to impeach a famous person in front of the emperor."
Zhang Fengxiang looked at his wife, a little helpless, and explained: "Who knew that Dongchang had been targeting them a long time ago." After saying that, he sighed: "Who knew that Dongchang had been targeting me?
, after all, I almost got into trouble because of the last city wall case."
Zhang Liu was a little nervous and a little scared after hearing this, and said to Zhang Fengxiang: "Master, don't scare me, Dongchang will come to us?"
"The case of assassinating Zhongxing Bo was considered a treason, which is actually a bit unfair. The Marquis of Baoding and the Admiral of Jingying just wanted to make a fortune, but the methods they adopted were too drastic, and the evidence was caught by Dongchang. The emperor used such methods, I'm afraid that
It also has the meaning of knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and rectifying the administration of officials." Zhang Fengxiang analyzed it in detail for Zhang Liu.
"Then will the emperor check old accounts? In today's officialdom, anyone who doesn't charge a few dollars is a fool. If this is really checked, how many people will still be able to stand in the court?" Zhang Liu was a little bit
I can't figure out whether the emperor would really do this.
"In the past, the emperor could only rely on us civil servants to do things. If he wanted to rectify the administration and engage in corruption, there was no way to do it. Do you still remember that I told you about the Ministry of Household Affairs that helped Zhonghan Yiliang?" Zhang Fengxiang
Ask Zhang Liu.
"Remember, it's really funny. You have the heart to fight corruption but don't have the courage to offend your colleagues. Sir, is that true?" Zhang Liu thought of this incident that happened two years ago. At that time, it was a joke in officialdom and the capital.
Zhang Fengxiang nodded, but now he didn't have the same sneer as before: "But it's different now. Look, it didn't take long for the assassination of Zhongxing Bo to be solved. The two censors collected the money on the same day.
He was arrested on the second day."
When Mrs. Zhang Liu heard this, she looked at the closed door nervously, and then asked Zhang Fengxiang softly: "What's the reason for Dongchang and Jinyiwei?"
Zhang Fengxiang nodded and sighed: "So, our life is sad. No one knows whether the emperor will settle old accounts. If the emperor wants to settle old accounts, let the factory guards investigate, and another group of people will do it.
Bad luck."
"That's true." Mrs. Zhang Liu nodded in agreement. The factory guard's ability was obvious to all.
"I have registered with the emperor. If old accounts are calculated, I am afraid that I will be the first to be investigated. You said, rather than being missed by the emperor, it is better to resign and go back. After so many years of accumulation, even if the descendants
Even if they are incompetent, they can eat and drink for several lifetimes."
When Zhang Fengxiang said this, he was still a little reluctant. Who would be willing to give up the power in his hands unless he had to?
Businessmen live in the open and have to work hard to make money. But as long as an official talks, someone will send him money. There is nothing easier than using power for personal gain. It's no wonder that officials look down on other professions.
There was a feeling of fear in Zhang Liu's heart. If her home was raided like the two censors yesterday, wouldn't all the hard work over the years be in vain?
"Then Master, what should we do?" Zhang Liu was a little at a loss.
"What should I do? I've already submitted my resignation. If the emperor doesn't want to investigate the past affairs, he will retain me. If the emperor doesn't want to investigate the past affairs but still cares about it, he will retain me a few times and then let me go.
"Zhang Fengxiang analyzed it for Zhang Liu.
"What if the emperor doesn't want to stay at all, but just decides?" The woman's sensitivity made Zhang Liu directly ask about another possibility.
"Probably not. I am also an important official in the imperial court, so I should save some face. Unless, unless the emperor wants to settle old scores, but there is no evidence, and he sees me and takes the initiative to become an official, this is the possible result." Zhang Fengxiang never thought about it.
When Zhang Liu mentioned this possibility, he frowned and analyzed it.
After finishing speaking, he was quiet for a moment, and then said to Zhang Liu: "The most dangerous situation is that the emperor has already mastered some evidence of previous events, and will stabilize me first. So even if the emperor does not allow me to resign this time, I will
I have to submit my resignation a few more times. Alas, I really don’t know if the emperor is keeping me stable or if he really doesn’t care about the past. I’m really worried these days.”
Mrs. Zhang Liu immediately understood why the master was hiding in the hall drinking alone. She got up and went over to pick up a hot wine pot and fill it up for Zhang Fengxiang, feeling relatively worried.