For more than two hundred years, officials of the Ming Dynasty dared not speak out against the unkind and even harsh early dynasty regulations formulated by Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.
But over time I got used to it.
But.
Emperor Wanli was only ten years old when he ascended the throne. It was the time when his body was growing, so he forced a ten-year-old child to get up at midnight every day to prepare for the morning court.
Isn't this abuse?
Therefore, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were all weak in body and bones, and few lived long. This was not unrelated to the overly strict early dynasty system.
But this is a rule set by Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Who dares to question it?
It was not until Zhang Juzheng became the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty and took over the power that he felt that the rules of the early court were too perverted and inhumane, so he changed the time of the court.
He changed the rules of court meetings from morning meetings every day to morning meetings every Wednesday, Saturday and September during the ten-day period, and the rest of the time can be exempted.
Moreover, the time of going to court was changed to after dawn, so that the 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 Taishi's residence, the pretty maids came in and out lightly. Soon, more than a dozen steaming porridge and side dishes were placed on the pear wood table.
Zhang Juzheng and his daughter sat opposite each other at the table and ate in silence.
Eat without talking, sleep without talking.
Zhang Juzheng held a bowl of rock sugar bird's nest porridge, sipping it in small sips while looking at his baby daughter with majestic eyes.
The so-called female transformation.
His precious daughter was in her twenties, and she was becoming more and more beautiful and graceful, but the men's clothing was just too eye-catching.
Moreover, there are still some stains on the white Confucian clothes, especially on the knees of the lower skirt. The two stains are even more obvious.
As he watched, Zhang Juzheng frowned even deeper.
It seems.
My daughter came back too late yesterday and got up too early. She didn't even bother to change her clothes and wanted to run out early in the morning.
Zhang Juzheng wanted to reprimand her harshly, but when he saw his daughter's well-behaved look, the majesty in his eyes quickly turned into doting, so how could he be willing to scold her?
He gave birth to six sons in his life, and only one daughter. Now the sons have grown up, got married, moved out of the Grand Master's residence, and each has his own world.
As he gets older, his energy and physical strength are not what they used to be. Now, the only one left in the house to accompany him is this precious daughter.
I really want to hold it to the sky.
Looking at his daughter's dirty Confucian clothes, the somewhat soft-hearted Zhang Juzheng felt that something was not right, so he put down the exquisite blue and white porcelain rice bowl.
Wait until the servants have removed the unfinished food.
Zhang Juzheng rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, and ordered with a cold face: "Here comes...go and call Zhang Kui!"
The servant hurriedly obeyed the order and went to the front yard to call Zhang Kui, the leader of the guard who was responsible for protecting the young lady.
Following Zhang Kui's three steps and two steps at a time, he walked into the inner house with his waist hunched over.
Seeing the gloomy look on the Prime Minister's face, Zhang Kui trembled with fright, hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and then stood aside respectfully.
What is Zhang Kui's identity? He is actually a descendant of the Zhang family and is related to Zhang Juzheng's family, but he is a distant relative who came out of the fifth server.
Because he had practiced martial arts since childhood and was proficient in bow and horse, he entered the Grand Master's Mansion as an adult and became a guard leader.
"Um...cough."
Zhang Juzheng cleared his throat and asked Zhang Kui coldly about his baby daughter's recent whereabouts, who she had contacted and what she had done.
Zhang Kui didn't dare to hide anything, so he had no choice but to speak out.
"Reply to the prime minister."
Miss Zhang Kuilian didn't dare to read the hint, so he said honestly: "Miss, I recently invested three hundred taels to join a small braised and cooked restaurant called Bianyifang..."
As Zhang Kui spoke eloquently, Zhang Juzheng raised his eyebrows and felt a little surprised when he looked at his well-behaved daughter.
His precious daughter has been pampered since she was a child, very reserved, and has never been interested in money. How could she suddenly become interested in doing business now?
This surprised Zhang Juzheng.
Naturally, Zhang Juzheng wouldn't take it seriously with a mere three hundred taels of silver. If he loses, it's a loss. It's no big deal if his daughter of Zhang Juzheng wants to go into business.
This thing is actually quite common in today's Ming Dynasty. Not to mention the relatives of the emperor and the families of civil and military officials, everyone is doing business to make money.
Even the concubines in the palace and even the Queen Mother, who doesn’t have a few shops in their hands?
It ranges from large businesses such as salt, iron, tea, horses, silk, pawn shops, and banks, to small businesses such as restaurants, restaurants, inns, and even brothels.
Which industry does not have a powerful person behind it?
There are too many such things.
Is there anyone who knows better than him, the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty?
After asking, Zhang Juzheng calmed down slightly and asked softly: "What is the character of the shopkeeper named Shen? Is his family background innocent?"
Zhang Kui glanced at the young lady and said hurriedly: "To tell you what to say to me, Shopkeeper Shen... has a fairly honest and honest character. His ancestors served as guards for thousands of households, so he is quite innocent."
Zhang Juzheng nodded, waved his hand and said, "Go down."
He has no objection to his daughter's willingness to go into business. As for whether she can make money, it doesn't matter whether she makes more or less. What matters is that her daughter is happy.
After Zhang Kui resigned, Zhang Juzheng pretended to scold him a few more times, then stood up and looked at the time. It was almost time to go to court.
As soon as he stood up, Zhang Jingxiu quickly came over obediently, took the official uniform from the maid's hand, and obediently put it on for his father.
Such a well-behaved, sensible, gentle and pleasant person made Zhang Juzheng very happy.
Zhang Juzheng was about to give a few compliments when he heard his precious daughter whispering softly in his ear and asked urgently: "Daddy is very knowledgeable and is the best in the world. My daughter has something unclear and wants to ask daddy for advice."
Zhang Juzheng said disapprovingly: "But it's okay to talk."
this moment.
Zhang Juzheng's eyes were full of pampering and his heart was full of happiness, as if he had returned to the warm days when his daughter was young and surrounded him asking questions.
Zhang Jingxiu couldn't wait to ask: "Dad, do you know how to arithmetic?"
Zhang Juzheng was stunned and was speechless when asked. As the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty and the helm of the dynasty, he naturally knew about the Tianfang Kingdom.
The relationship between the Ming Dynasty and the Tianfang Kingdom is pretty good, and the business exchanges between them are very frequent. There are some merchants from the Tianfang Kingdom in the capital of the Ming Dynasty.
But there’s no math here…
Never heard of it.
While he was talking, his daughter pestered him again, dipped some water in the tea cup with her little hand, and then started writing and drawing on the table, and wrote a string of ghost symbols.
"Dad, look, this arithmetic is different from the calculation method and the abacus method."
He looked at a calculation formula written by his daughter on the table, and then looked over with clear, bright eyes, full of expectation and trust.
After all, in the daughter's heart, the father is omnipotent.
But there was a look of confusion in Zhang Juzheng's eyes. The dignified chief minister of the Ming Dynasty was stopped by a math question and was speechless for a moment.
But who is Zhang Juzheng?
Naturally, he would not show timidity in front of his beloved daughter. Instead, he frowned slightly again and pretended to mutter: "Well..."
Fortunately, at this moment, a guard outside the door said softly: "Prime Minister, it's time to go to court."
The guards came to the rescue for Zhang Juzheng.
Zhang Juzheng breathed a sigh of relief and said solemnly: "It's getting late. My father is going to court. I'll answer your questions when I get back."
