Since the resumption of the court, Zhu Youxiao has gradually become idle.

From the 47th year of Wanli to the third year of Tianqi, Zhu Youxiao has never been as leisurely as he is now in these four years.

Although the right to review all the memorials was withdrawn from Wei Zhongxian in the first month of the year, as the number of court meetings increased, the memorials were fewer and fewer.

Just because of the resumption of the court, the officials were excited for several days, and until now, rumors praising the emperor's saint can still be heard among the people.

When he was happy, the imperial officials had more government affairs. Zhu Youxiao also knew that those who could finish the meeting at the court would never delay it.

Therefore, compared with the past, Zhu Youxiao has a lot more free time on weekdays.

Of course, these leisure time are not just about playing and scrambling over, and being an emperor will never have a real stable life.

Zhu Youxiao returned to Kunning Palace early that day and slept with Zhang Yan.

It was late at night and the palace maids gradually turned off the lights. Zhu Youxiao went through a hard battle. Whether it was a fire or enjoyment, he finally fell asleep with Zhang Yan in his arms.

Zhang Yan, who had experienced rain and dew, seemed even more crystal-clear and tempting at this time, and was also powerless to move for a while.

After counting breaths, Zhang Yan whispered, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"hold me…"

The two of them hugged each other tightly as before. At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, the factory minister is here. He said he had something to report, and he was anxious."

Zhang Yan was the first to wake up. She looked at the sleeping emperor, put on her clothes and left the palace gate, frowned and asked the little castrator who was sending the message:

"If there is anything, can't we discuss it tomorrow?"

"Your Majesty has been tired for a day today, and it took a long time to rest..."

The little eunuch could hear that the queen was unhappy and was in a dilemma. After hesitating for a while, he replied with a groan:

"The Empress forgives the crime, but the young man has no choice. The factory minister said that this matter is urgent, as if... something went wrong in the court's implementation of the new salt law."

When Zhang Yan heard this, she was stunned for a moment and turned around and said:

"You are here to wait, I will wake up Your Majesty."

......

About half an hour later, Zhu Youxiao, who had a dark face, sat in the West Warehouse Pavilion of Qianqing Palace.

Listening to Wei Zhongxian's words, Zhu Youxiao frowned even more.

I had long expected that it would not be so easy to implement the new salt law, but I didn't expect that the people would be the people who would have had an accident. The court finally managed the loose salt administration. They should be happy, rather than opposing it like this now.

"Your Majesty, there must be a traitor in it. It's just that the old minister has limited ability. I still don't know who is spreading these rumors."

Wei Zhongxian sighed and said:

"It is a helpless move for the old minister to wake up Your Majesty. The new salt law is difficult in various places. After one day's effort, the local area may change. The court will continue to come up with a new method..."

"Okay--!"

Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and interrupted Wei Zhongxian's words, saying:

"I'm angry that you woke me up. This is nothing. Now I'm concerned about why coastal people oppose the new salt law."

"I just read the book about Haiyang Salt Field. I asked you, who is the prefect of Dengzhou Prefecture?"

Wei Zhongxian thought for a while and said:

"This person's name is Zhang Daqi. He has been an official in Dengzhou Prefecture for more than ten years. Does Your Majesty suspect that he has connected with local tyrants and induce the common people?"

Zhu Youxiao leaned against the chair, looked at the dim night sky outside the warm cabinet, nodded and said:

"If the content of the new salt law in the court is true, the people will not be able to oppose it. It must be some corrupt officials who interfere."

"This Zhang Daqi has the biggest chaos under his jurisdiction, and he is also the most suspicious!"

"The old minister knows, and when he goes back, he arranges people to Dengzhou Prefecture to investigate in detail." Wei Zhongxian nodded and said:

"But the old minister thinks that we should still spread the content of the new salt law of the court to the common people, and do it without the local government and the East Factory to fundamentally solve the current problems."

Zhu Youxiao naturally knew Wei Zhongxian’s thoughts and said with a smile:

"If something happens like this, the people will probably not listen to the words of Dongchang. They should let people they trust do it."

Wei Zhongxian was shocked.

"Your Majesty means..."

"Shandong General Yang Zhaoji has a good reputation. In the second year of Tianqi, he helped Wen Tiren solve the chaos caused by the earthquake in Shandong. I think it's best to leave this matter to them."

Wei Zhongxian didn't speak, and seemed to be thinking.

Zhu Youxiao looked at him sideways and asked lightly: "The factory minister won't have any objections to this matter, right?"

Wei Zhongxian was shocked and hurriedly said, "The old minister just remembered something and was distracted. The old minister had no objection. Your Majesty is wise!"

Zhu Youxiao didn't ask anything, and seemed to have never heard of it at all, and said directly:

"I sent an edict to Shandong General Yang Zhaoji overnight, asking him to lead his troops and move to the two prefectures of Denglai. However, if there is chaos in the people, you can directly suppress it."

It is a last resort to mobilizing troops to prepare for civil unrest. If such a thing really happens, Zhu Youxiao cannot be used to it no matter what the coastal people take this path.

In this kind of thing, no one is innocent.

"The East Factory will continue to investigate the salt farms in various places, but the East Factory will not interfere in the affairs of the two Denglai Prefectures. I will let the Beizhen Fushi do it later."

As he said that, Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and said:

"Chenchen, let's go back first. Since the two palaces of Denglai are having the most fun, I will set an example for the world, so I will start investigating from Denglai."

"You try your best to check it out. Report it to me if you find any number of them. I will deal with it!"

Since the emperor issued the order to expel guests, Wei Zhongxian couldn't wait any longer, so he had to bow and say, "Your Majesty, please take care of your health, and the old minister will leave."

"Well, come and report it to me if you have anything."

Seeing Wei Zhongxian leave, Zhu Youxiao said, "Wang Chaofu, you can go to Wen Tiren's house in person later, and also, please call Xu Xianchun to come to the West Warehouse."

......

Wen Tiren does not have any so-called mansions yet. His official position is neither big nor small. He is an editor of the Hanlin Academy and his salary is not much. His living place is just a slightly larger courtyard.

Late that night, Wen Tiren was still asleep, but someone knocked on his door.

Wen Tiren was sleeping soundly and didn't want to open the door at all.

He rolled around the couch, but after a while he heard that there was still noise outside the door, so he got off the couch cursingly.

As soon as he opened the door, Wen Tiren was extremely shocked and opened his mouth wide. The words he said he wanted to give these people good looks were immediately thrown away.

"Mr. Wen, why are you indifferent when you see our family?" Wang Chaofu followed several lieutenants and eunuchs, standing at the door with a smile.

"Master, please come quickly!"

Wen Tiren naturally recognized the current management brand of the Qianqing Palace in Da Nei, and the prince, one of the five most powerful eunuchs in the inner court.

Wang Chaofu was the closest among the five old eunuchs to the emperor. This power was only under Wei Zhongxian and the Imperial Horse Supervisor Wang Tiqian.

Such an important person took this attitude and came to him in the middle of the night. Even a fool could guess that it must be the emperor's will.

Generally speaking, once an emperor has a special imperial edict against someone, he or she will either face a disaster or be entrusted with important tasks.

The last time I managed an earthquake in Shandong, Wen Tiren received a temporary imperial edict, and now it is exactly the same.

After asking Wang Chaofu and his group to join, he seemed a little excited, his hands holding light tea trembled a little, and he sprinkled some tea on the table.
Chapter completed!