Chapter 8                                                                                                                              

Jiajing said, "Whatever you say, you should reward you, after all, it is not for you, but for the people of the world to see. Otherwise, how can you make the world serve the court? However, you are still young and the days to serve the court are still there. There is no need to be promoted so quickly. However, if you have such a thing in the future, you have to tell me, I am really a foolish monarch?"

Zhou Mengchen understood that as he thought, his official position was still very low. At most, he was given the title of Minister of War, and it was impossible to take the actual position.

Zhou Mengchen said, "Your Majesty knows that Wanli is a fool. I know that I am wrong. In the future, I will definitely report all my thoughts to Your Majesty and never do such things again. I have another thing. I have your Majesty's care and do whatever I do. I do everything for Your Majesty. I don't care about these false things. Just those people below me?"

Jiajing said: "As long as you report it, I will approve it."

Zhou Mengchen immediately said, "I thank Your Majesty."

Jiajing looked at Zhou Mengchen's appearance and seemed to find the frostbite on Zhou Mengchen's face. With a kind look, he said, "Huang Daban, go and send the imperial physician to treat Master Zhou for a while. Zhou Qing has suffered for me."

Zhou Mengchen really wanted to say something. His stomach spoke first before him. He started to scream.

Zhou Mengchen arrived at the capital in the afternoon yesterday. From afternoon to evening, he only ate a few fire-burning pads to make his stomach. He knelt for another night last night. Zhou Mengchen had been fighting hunger for several rounds. It was actually very strange when he was hungry. As long as he kept holding on, he would not feel hungry after a while, and then after a while, he would get hungry again. After repeated torture, he would only feel his legs and feet were weak, his whole body was weak, and even his brain thoughts seemed to be stuck in glue, but he could not feel hungry.

Of course, Zhou Mengchen has not reached this point yet. But he is also extremely hungry.

Jiajing looked at the sky. It was so dark that the sun was coming soon.

The two of them had been talking for a while without realizing it. Jiajing said, "Great companion, please leave Zhou Qing for dinner."

It is extremely honorable for the emperor to leave food. This just doesn't feel very good for Zhou Mengchen. First of all, although Jiajing was a casual emperor, there was only one person in the palace who could not be bound by etiquette, that is, the emperor himself. Zhou Mengchen could not be as casual as Jiajing.

Zhou Mengchen had to abide by the red tape of eating with the emperor in the palace, which made Zhou Mengchen feel more uncomfortable than kneeling for a night.

Secondly, it is Jiajing's taste.

Jiajing health care, the morning food seems light, but it is actually very particular. I don’t know how much effort it takes to bake a small bowl of white porridge or how many medicinal materials it uses. It is said to be a big tonic. In addition to a bowl of white porridge, there are also some light side dishes, pickles and pickles. They are all specially made by the imperial chef. They are made according to Jiajing’s health care recipes. They seem simple, but they are famous inside.

However, Zhou Mengchen could not see this kind of luxury that was not in front of others.

In his opinion, it was just white porridge and pickles. It was just a little special in taste, and the pickles were a little refreshing.

Jiajing is old, and for health care, there are some considerations about what to eat and how much to eat. He just drank a small bowl of white porridge and ended the breakfast. But Zhou Mengchen was different. Zhou Mengchen was in his prime and did not say that he was tired from the journey. He didn't eat much last night and was so hungry that he was so hungry.

Now he can eat some ducks from the Bianqifang. He can drink this mere white porridge with a pot. However, in front of the emperor, he should pay attention to his manners and etiquette. Before Jiajing moved the chopsticks, he could not move the chopsticks, and after Jiajing dropped the chopsticks, he could not move the chopsticks. Under the constraints of the red tape, Zhou Mengchen only made a bottom and found that Jiajing had finished eating.

This made Zhou Mengchen very painful.

In fact, after being hungry for a long time, that's the case. It's not too late to leave the palace to eat later, but after eating this little, he completely awakened Zhou Mengchen's stomach. So much so that his stomach was punching left and right in the abdomen, and he was gurgling and sore. He was so hungry that he felt so painful.

It just doesn't show any trace on the surface.

Fortunately, after Jiajing had breakfast, he asked Zhou Mengchen to go back.

After seeing Zhou Mengchen go back, Jiajing asked without a doubt: "Big partner, what do you think Zhou Mengchen is saying?"

Huang Jin smiled and said, "I dare not interrupt the country's affairs. Just look at me, Lord Zhou seems to be not full."

Jiajing smiled softly and said, "How many people can eat in the palace? Do I blame them? They are all tightly restrained, as if they can eat them." As he said this, a name suddenly flashed through Jiajing's heart, and he remembered that there was a person who had eaten in front of him, and he didn't care about etiquette at all, and this person was killed by him, which was Xia Yan. With Xia Yan's arrogance, Jiajing said that he was not polite, but he really dared not polite.

I don’t know why. When I thought of Xia Yan, Jiajing’s tone became a little heavy. He said, “Big partner, you are not an outsider. I asked you, and you have learned to make excuses now. Are you going to fool me like outsiders?”

After hearing this, Huang Jin knelt on the ground as soon as his legs were weak, and said, "Your Majesty, how dare I? How dare I?"

Jiajing said, "If you want to say it, just say it."

Huang Jin said: "Your Majesty, I think Lord Zhou is a tough plan."

Jiajing said: "That's a natural trick, and I'll take it in front of me. How do you think we should deal with him?"

There was still some incense between Huang Jin and Zhou Mengchen, saying, "Your Majesty, I have a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not."

Jiajing said, "You want to plead for Zhou Mengchen?"

Huang Jin said, "How dare I? What I want to say is that the palace has been getting money from Datong. Although most of it is given to the Ministry of Revenue, it has also been much easier because of this money. Lord Zhou may have his own mind, but it is really rare to have talents. There are fewer talents who can do things, and even fewer talents who don't spend money. When I can do things, I will make money. I only see one Lord Zhou. If such talents are under my hands, no matter what they do, they will be safe."

Jiajing laughed and said, "A dog slave, you're all in the eyes of money."

Huang Jin smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right, but only a dog slave knows that money is vulgar, but who can get rid of it? If you don't take charge of the family, you don't know that the firewood and rice are expensive."

Jiajing sighed and said, "If you don't take charge of your family, you don't know that the firewood and rice are expensive. The words of the people are also a famous saying."

At this moment, Jiajing let Zhou Mengchen go. He didn't want to be awarded the title of Zhou Mengchen. Because in Jiajing's opinion, Zhou Mengchen's best ability is still financial management. If he awarded the title, it would be impossible for Zhou Mengchen to take charge of the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue in the future.

What Zhou Mengchen did was like a palm-watching pattern, and it was not the only one that others played with. But it could not deceive Jiajing.

However, it was Jiajing who let out a sigh of relief. In addition, the current situation is not the time to deal with Zhou Mengchen. In addition, Huang Jin said, it is rare to have talent. Jiajing let Zhou Mengchen go.

It’s just that death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped.

Jiajing said to himself: "Zhou Mengchen is young and unstable. Only then can he do what he does today. If he doesn't grind his character well, he will cause trouble in the future. I am also good to him."

Jiajing made a happy decision in his heart to polish Zhou Mengchen's character.

In Zhou Mengchen's mind, he could not stay in Beijing. He should go out. But Jiajing insisted on letting Zhou Mengchen stay in Beijing this time. What? The capital has no suitable position for Zhou Mengchen. Do you have to have a suitable position when you stay in the capital? Or do you have to have a position when you stay in the capital?

Jiajing understood very well some officials. Many officials were people who loved power. Keeping them away from power is more painful than taking their lives. Even now, many officials are the same. After retirement, they are much more idle than when they were in office, but their bodies quickly collapsed.

Jiajing's punishment for Zhou Mengchen was to let him go anywhere in the capital, and he had no actual official position. He could probably talk to Jiajing, and there were some empty positions and those who were paid for empty salary. It depends on what Zhou Mengchen would look like and what his mood would be like.
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