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Chapter Twelve: Late Night Reading (1)

It was already the sun that was about to sink to the west after coming out of the Qiandi Palace. After a long talk with this Confucian general who has been famous for his eternal history, Zhu Yinglong generally learned about the situation in Liaodong and also benefited a lot from talking with Yuan Chonghuan. Overall, he learned more from Yuan Chonghuan than he had to tell Yuan Chonghuan. In the end, Zhu Yinglong did not forget about Mao Wenlong and carefully instructed Yuan Chonghuan to keep him in touch for the time being. Now the Ming Dynasty and the Later Jin Dynasty have signed a peace agreement. Mao Wenlong will not be a traitor at this time. This person is more cunning, but his real ability is limited. He likes to do things that are cheap and belongs to the fence. Before the court and the pseudo-Ming decide the winner, he will still be at peace.

When the carriage returned to the palace, it was already time to hold the lights. Fortunately, he left a message to Xu Yingyuan when he came out, so there was no trouble.

The emperor had not handled government affairs for a day, and the imperial case in the Yangxin Hall was stacked with a high-level layer. After Zhu Yinglong came back, he didn't bother to rest and began to approve the memorial. To be a good emperor, the most important thing is to have the word "diligence". Lazy emperors can be summarized as "unlucky kings". Since it is the path he chose, he has to go on. Zhu Yinglong thought so while approving the memorial.

The first memorial was sent by Liu Hongxun from Jinzhou, saying that he had signed an agreement to prepare for his return to Beijing and would return to Beijing soon, asking for any other decree. Zhu Yinglong thought about it, but couldn't think of anything else to give in, so he immediately replied: Set a date for return.

The second memorial was written by Lu Xiangsheng from Shaanxi, asking the court to adjust grain and silver. Originally, this kind of thing was handled directly by the Ministry of Revenue and then gave the emperor a note. I knew that there was such a thing, but because Lu Xiangsheng's request was huge, the Ministry of Revenue did not dare to take the initiative, so he transferred the Sun Shenxing note to the emperor. Zhu Yinglong thought about it and thought that considering the actual situation, it was impossible for Shaanxi to use so much at once. He immediately replied: first and then dial the remaining half and then dial it in two months.

The third one was a joint letter from Shandong Governor Zhu Tongmeng and the Ministry of Works Song Yingxing, who reported to the court that the promotion of corn, sweet potato and other grain crops in Shandong had achieved certain results. In the famine, the court was willing to be responsible for the consequences of the failure after planting, and ensured that they had food to eat before harvest. Although it was disturbed a lot, they finally achieved remarkable results and were waiting for the harvest for two months. The growth cycle of corn, a crop of corn, is shorter than that of rice and wheat. It is a good place to be planted for three seasons a year. The corn produced in this way is very considerable. This is a good news report, and the Tongzhengsi will naturally not let this good thing go.

The fourth is a memorial of the demoted Yangzhou Prefect Hong Chengchou. The meaning is that the canal dredging project has been started, but the construction is seriously insufficient. I may not be completed before this summer flood season. I hope the court will order him to recruit migrant workers. Isn’t this Hong Chengchou just let me give you full authority? As for using such an excuse, I immediately approved: The Jiangsu section of the canal is full authority for the full authority of Hong Chengchou.

The fifth is a memorial from Jiangsu Governor Chang Yanlin. He generally presented the movements within the pseudo-Ming court. He also mentioned that Zhou Yingning's father Zhou Kui was extremely unsatisfied in Nanjing. He probably had no value in use. He gave the title of Minister of War and even deprived the little military power that was originally so pitiful. Although the officials of Kebaba were losing power, Hou Guoxing secretly broke up with Wei Zhongxian in the audition. With the support of his uncle Ke Guangxian, he won over many military officers in the Beijing camp and had certain military power. In order to stabilize the support of Zhu Cirui ascended the throne, Wei Zhongxian could only compromise and cooperate and share glory and wealth.

The sixth part:...

Seventh part:...

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After reading dozens of memorials along the way, Zhu Yinglong suddenly felt his eyes sore and a little pain. He closed his eyes and was leaning against the back of the chair. He was about to rest for a while before reading. Today's affairs could not be delayed until tomorrow. This was a habit he developed since childhood.

Suddenly, a strong mutton fragrance penetrated Zhu Yinglong's nostrils. It was nothing else, but the unforgettable mutton soup buns that I smelled on the street today. He opened his eyes and exposed a thin slit. Through the thin slit, he saw Yanhong tiptoeing towards him with a bowl of steaming mutton soup buns.

"Emperor, Your Majesty?" Yanhong bent down and called gently in Zhu Yinglong's ear. However, she knew that the touch of spring under her neck had been seen by Zhu Yinglong, who was squinting her eyes and pretending to be asleep. After summer, the temperature naturally became higher and higher, and the clothes were getting less and less. The tightly wrapped one now gradually released it, just so it was just cheaper for someone who was interested.

"Ah, Yanhong, when did you come in? I, I will rest for a while when I am tired of reading the memorial, and I will fall asleep unexpectedly." Zhu Yinglong pretended to be awakened by her, opened his sleepy eyes and said a little late.

Seeing Zhu Yinglong awakening, Yanhong quickly stood up and said with a gentle smile: "Don't the emperor want to eat mutton soaked buns? I made a bowl for you. Do you want to taste it to your taste?"

"Really, bring it quickly and let me taste it?" Zhu Yinglong pretended to be happy. In fact, he had already smelled the fragrance.

Yanhong turned around and brought the mutton soup buns blocked behind her to Zhu Yinglong and said, "Your Majesty, I have brought them to you, can you try it?"

Zhu Yinglong stretched out his nose and sniffed hard. The fragrance was so strong that Zhu Yinglong couldn't help but salivate and praised: "It smells so fragrant, Yanhong, why didn't I know that you have this good skill!"

After Yanhong was praised like this, many red glows flew on her cheeks, and she lowered her head happily and said, "I thank the emperor for the praise!"

"Come on, come on, come on, sit next to me!" Zhu Yinglong pulled Yanhong over and sat next to him and said.

"Your Majesty, this is not possible. I am humble in my status and cannot sit on this dragon throne." Yanhong panicked and almost threw out the mutton soup buns held in her hand.

"It's okay, I'll let you sit, just sit!" Zhu Yinglong pressed him down and sat on his side and said, "Come on, come and feed me. I'll eat the mutton steamed buns you made while watching the memorials, how about it?"

Zhu Yinglong reached out and took another memorial, browsed it, and waited for a long time, but Yanhong still couldn't find him feeding himself mutton soaked buns. He turned over and said, "Yanhong, feed me quickly, it's not delicious when it's cold. Come on, hurry up, I'm hungry!"

With Zhu Yinglong's repeated urging, Yanhong didn't understand why the emperor was like a child today, so she started feeding Zhu Yinglong the mutton steamed buns she made with her own hands. From a distance, if one was not the emperor or the other was not the slave of the palace maid, she would be a loving couple who was enviable and sweet.

"Well, it's not bad, very good, Yanhong, you make this bowl for me every now and then, I love to eat this!" Zhu Yinglong praised while eating.
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