The person who walked out of the crowd was Su Buwei, Minister of the Ministry of Industry.
"Oh, Su Aiqing, what do you have to report?" Looking at the other party, Ming Chengzu asked with a smile.
Su Buwei raised his head slightly, with indescribable respect on his face: "Your Majesty, once the appointment process of military attachés in the Ministry of War is completed, this purple-clothed captain will be worthy of the name Dongchang Qianhu, a fourth-grade General Mingwei. If it is still
Living in a military camp, if word spreads, everyone will think that the emperor is not even willing to give a house to his beloved general."
Ming Chengzu smiled, and the smile on his face was very intriguing.
These courtiers of my own have all become roundworms in their stomachs, always speaking out their inner thoughts.
However, if you want to make a difference, you don't have to start with me. Although I represent the highest power of the Ming Dynasty, wouldn't it be more satisfying if you could say it outright.
Although he thought so in his heart, he still said with a smile on his face like a spring breeze: "My houses are all in the palace. If you want to reward me, there are a lot of inconveniences. If Mr. Su has any ideas, you might as well just say it."
"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Industry has recently built a house near Dong'anmen. It was originally intended to be a residence for the purple-clad school captain in the name of the emperor. The ministers have already thought of a name and called it the school captain's mansion. But just now, Master Hong heard that
I would like to ask the emperor to decide whether this house should be called Qianhu Mansion or General Mansion?" Su Buwei said slowly and hunched over.
After hearing this, all the officials couldn't help but sigh.
This Su Buwei, who was usually a quiet person, turned out to be so swaying at the critical moment. Even if he wanted to give the other party a house, he even asked the emperor to choose a name.
After pondering for a while, Ming Chengzu said: "Let's call it General's Palace, it looks grand."
"Yes, I will order someone to make a plaque when I go to court." Su Buwei bowed and said.
At the court this morning, no one from the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate came to court. Others had no important matters. They asked a few questions casually. Seeing that no one continued to report, Ming Chengzu stood up and announced his withdrawal from the court.
The officials turned around and walked out of the hall slowly in order.
However, a figure stood still and did not move. It was Yang Shiqi, the cabinet minister.
Ming Chengzu, who was about to walk out of the side door, turned around inadvertently, but he was a little puzzled. Yang Shiqi didn't move. Could it be that he had something to say?
With his hands behind his back, Ming Chengzu stopped and looked at him: "Mr. Yang Ge, if you don't want to retreat with everyone, do you have something to say to me in private?"
Hearing Ming Chengzu's question, Yang Shiqi hurriedly bowed his body and raised his head slightly to look at Ming Chengzu: "Wei Chen wants to say a few words to the emperor."
"Hahaha, we haven't talked for a long time, okay, come with me to the imperial study room." Ming Chengzu smiled and waved to Yang Shiqi.
Seeing that Ming Chengzu actually invited him to the Imperial Study Room, Yang Shiqi was a little flattered.
Although he was a cabinet minister, he was still only a fifth-rank official. He never dreamed that he would be able to go to a place like the imperial study room, and the emperor personally invited him.
After hesitating for a moment, he followed tremblingly.
Entering the imperial study, Ming Chengzu put his black cloak on the back of the chair and sat directly on the chair in front of the desk.
"Xiaosi, set up a chair for Mr. Yang." Ming Chengzu ordered.
Although the royal study is large, there is only one chair in it.
For no other reason than this is the royal study, where the emperor works and studies.
"Your Majesty, I'd better stand and talk to you." Yang Shiqi said tremblingly.
Today, Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty gave Xiao Chen an official title and a house as a gift. He was in a very good mood. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are also a veteran of the Ming Dynasty. What's more, you are not young. Here is another
It's not the main hall, but I still let you stand, how can I bear it?!"
After a while, Wang Xiaosi brought a chair in and placed it against the wall at the entrance.
"Your Majesty, the chair has been brought here." Wang Xiaosi replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
In the palace, there are no small benches or chairs like ordinary people. They are all large solid wood chairs with exquisite workmanship and high quality. When the emperor asked to move, how could Wang Xiaosi dare to let people carry them?
The chair was quite heavy, and it seemed a bit too much for his small body to carry it to the door.
"Why are you putting it so far away? This is for interrogating prisoners. Move it over and put it opposite me." Looking at Wang Xiaosi, Ming Chengzu said dissatisfied.
"Yes." In response, Wang Xiaosi had no choice but to secretly use his strength to lift the chair and place it opposite Ming Chengzu before bowing and standing aside.
Looking at the large dark purple sandalwood chair next to him, Yang Shiqi was a little afraid to get off his butt.
Although in normal times, everyone would sit and discuss matters in the cabinet with Ming Chengzu. But this is the imperial study room, a place where only the emperor can sit.
"Your Majesty, why don't we ministers stand still?!" Yang Shiqi refused again.
Ming Chengzu straightened his face: "Why, do you think you don't like my chair, or are you saying that what I said won't work now?"
Yang Shiqi's heart skipped a beat, why does the emperor fall out so easily now?
He hurriedly raised his hands and bowed even lower: "I'll sit down, I'll just sit down."
After saying this, he held one hand on the delicate armrest of the chair and gently touched it with his buttocks.
"Oh, just sit still. Don't you feel uncomfortable if your butt is touched just a little bit?" Looking at Yang Shiqi's sitting posture, Ming Chengzu was worried for him.
"Yes, yes, yes!" He replied flattered, moved his body back a little, and leaned his back comfortably on the chair.
Seeing Yang Shiqi sitting firmly on the chair, Ming Chengzu laughed: "The emperor is also a human being, and he also has the emotions that ordinary people have. You have assisted the government in the cabinet for many years, and you have worked conscientiously and without any selfish motives. I see all of this.
In the eyes, in the court, we are monarchs and ministers, but here, we are all octogenarians. When I sit, you must sit too."
After saying these words, Yang Shiqi felt extremely warm in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little moist.
"The emperor has such great love for me. I am ashamed of myself. Only by dedicating myself to death can I be worthy of the emperor's kindness." Yang Shiqi said with tears of gratitude, holding his hands.
"You and I, the emperor and our ministers, can be said to have devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the Ming Dynasty. Xiaosi, make tea." Ming Chengzu said cheerfully.
While Wang Xiaosi went to make tea, Ming Chengzu looked at Yang Shiqi with a smile: "Master Yang, looking at your hesitant steps today, it seems that you have something in your heart to say to me, but you seem to be hesitant. Now
There are only two of us here, so you can feel free to speak out."
"Weichen did have something to say, but if what he said is wrong, please forgive me, Your Majesty." Yang Shiqi hesitated again and again.
"Okay, even if you are wrong, I promise you that I will not blame you." Looking at Yang Shiqi's expression, Ming Chengzu laughed again.
