Chapter 164: Remind the previous relationship

A family of the Prince Gong's Mansion kneeled down. In the tears of the eyes of the big princess, the emperor stepped onto a sedan chair, carried it by the guards, and left the main gate of the palace and went to the outsiders.

After leaving the royal palace street, the emperor patted the armrest board in the sedan chair. Liu Fu hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and asked in a low voice, "Master, what are you asking?"

"Don't go back to the garden first, go to Sushun Mansion."

"Master..." Liu Fu wanted to persuade him on the grounds that it was getting late, but after being by the emperor for a long time, he knew his temperament and had said nothing, so he said hello to the escort of his escort, and the sedan turned around and came to the Erlongkeng, where Sushun Mansion was located.

Sushun's mansion is very close to the Old Summer Palace, but very far from Prince Gong's Mansion. At dusk, he arrived at Su Mansion. Liufu often comes and goes to him. His subordinates knew him, "Eunuch Lu, why are you free today?"

Liufu glared at him and held back his servant's words. He was not afraid of wasting time, but because he was afraid that the master in the sedan chair would know and he would have to be eaten by a meal. "Is he in the house?"

"Here, I just came back and was taking a shower."

"Go and tell him, stop washing, there are distinguished guests coming."

Those who can be subordinates in Sushun Mansion are all smart characters who press their shoulders and move all over their bodies. Seeing that Liufu is no longer as funny as before, they know it is a big deal, so they hurried into it and delivered the letter.

Sushun was taking a shower. He had just returned from the official business from Cyborg Hutong. In such a hot season, even if Cyborg Hutong had such a name and no coal dust was everywhere, he had just been running back and forth, and he had long been covered in dust all over his body.

He was a fat man and couldn't stand the heat. After his official duties every day, the first thing he did when he returned to the mansion was to take a hot bath. Today was no exception; two long and handsome maids were served, took off their clothes, broke off their braids, soaked in a bucket of warm water. Before he could even apply soap beans all over his body, someone outside the door shouted, "Master, Master!"

Su Shun felt so unhappy that she pulled off the towel from her face and shouted loudly, "So what's wrong?"

"Master, Eunuch Lu is here, and he said, please let the Master go out quickly, and a distinguished guest will arrive."

Su Shun was stunned and suddenly rose up! He brought up water vapor all over the sky, and the two maids hurriedly walked away, "Master?"

"Hurry, get clothes quickly! Come and open the middle door and set off firecrackers!"

"Hey, hey!"

"Come back!" Su Shun said with a word and called him back, "Just open the middle door, don't set off firecrackers. Also, from the main door to the main hall, let all unrelated people in the mansion avoid it. If anyone dares to spy privately, be killed immediately!"

Here, the servants were told to prepare. Su Sanshun put two pairs of clothes on her clothes. It was too late to change her official uniforms, so she had to wear casual clothes. She wanted to sparse her braids and couldn't wait, so she had to tie them up casually, make a ponytail shape, put on her boots barefoot, lift the corners of her clothes, and rushed out of the bathroom.

When he arrived at the door, Liufu was standing next to the sedan chair, looking at this side with helpless look on his face, as if he thought he had come out too slowly. When he saw him coming out like a burning butt, Liufu burst into laughter! He lowered his head and said something next to the sedan chair.

The curtain was lifted up, and the sedan chairman who was temporarily re-appointed by the Qianqing Gate guard pressed down the sedan pole. The emperor bent down and walked out. He saw Su Shun on his face. Although they were defending each other's monarch and ministers, the emperor couldn't help but grin and grinned, "Which is this singing? Are you going to beat a stick and out of the box?"

Sushun looked around and saw that it was quiet around him. He felt relieved and walked forward a few steps, "Master, if the master has given him instructions, just pass the servant to the garden. Why... have you come to the servant? How can you afford it?"

"Did you just come home?"

"Yes. I just came back from the General Office of the Shenji Camp in Cyborg Hutong. This," Sushun didn't care about it and knelt down in the street: "I'm not dressed, please punish me."

"Get up, where is this place, and you can even salute?" The emperor looked at Sushun for a few times, his heart moved, and asked while entering with his hands behind his back, "You have just come back and have been dealing with business in the Shenji Camp this day?"

"If you want to go back to the master, I will go to the Ministry of Revenue in the morning to ask about business affairs, and then go to Shenji to handle the business in the afternoon." Sushun hunched over and led the way in front, "Your Majesty, please go here."

"You have many errands now, what are you doing?"

"Yes, when I replied to the emperor, the slave is now in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, the Minister of War, and the President of the Yudian Pavilion of the Zongren Mansion. In addition, he was promoted by the emperor, and the slave is also in charge of the responsibilities of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"Do you feel tired if you have so many errands every day?"

Sushun didn't know why the emperor asked this. Could it be that he had done something wrong and angered the emperor and wanted to take the opportunity to waive some of his errands? He was suspicious and stammered a few times, without saying anything.

Just in this moment, a few people entered the main hall, and Sushun's main room died early. Two concubines in the mansion were in charge. I heard that the imperial guards had arrived. The two concubines knew the matter and informed the servants. No one could go out privately. They stayed honestly in the room! In the main hall, only two smartest and most beautiful maids were left, so they could listen to them at any time.

Even so, it still didn't work. Sweat in my forehead and walked in quickly, coaxing the two maids, making the hall quiet and the atmosphere a little nervous.

Su Shun was sweating prostrate in front of the main seat, and did not dare to get up. He continued to kneel on the ground, waiting to ask, "I just asked you, do you feel tired after so many errands?"

"When I reply to the emperor's words, I will feel tired, but I will think that the emperor will be more brisk and will not feel anything. No matter how tired the errands are, I will be happy."

"It is of course great if you can think like this. However, even though you know that being a slave is tired, if I don't share your worries and work for you, I will be unkind." The emperor laughed, "Don't let your minister of the Interior."

"Yes, the emperor is sympathetic to the slave, and the servant will do his best to serve the emperor in the future."

"You are exempted from your job as the Minister of the Interior Department to give you the job." Su Shun's face was full of gloomy expressions, and he was amused in his heart. He said, "Since March of this year, I have issued an order in Tianjin that officials at all levels in Beijing and outside Beijing will be allowed to make an appointment within a specified period of time. The civil and military officials from all over the world will be limited to quit within six months. Do you still remember this?"

"Yes, I remember that the emperor deeply used opium as a deed to harm others, and issued an order to quit smoking on his own, which gave everyone the opportunity to do good. It was actually what the wise king did. The slave was extremely impressed."

"It's almost four months now. A few days ago, I heard someone say that Zaiyuan is still hiding in the mansion to smoke opium. Do you know this?"

"I don't know this."

"I know." The emperor sneered, with a disdainful look, "Nothing thing! Since last year, when I saw him in Rehe, I told him that he would take the opportunity to quit that opium addiction. Who knew that it still has no effect now?"

Su Shun swallowed dryly and spitted. Zaiyuan and Duanhua had a good relationship. Both of them were genuine princes and were both idiots who only paid for their salary and did not do serious things. The only one who was stronger than Zaiyuan was that he was not addicted to opium. Besides, he was completely birds of a feather. However, due to his brother's face, he was hard to say something. Therefore, he did not say a word and knelt there.

"When I met with the Ministry of Rites today, I was removed from the position of Zaiyuan as the former minister. I thought about it and I will hand over his errand to you, right?"

Su Shun was overjoyed, her face turned red, and her voice became extremely loud, "Slave received the order, thank you!"

There is a reason for his happiness like this. The title of minister in the Qing court is very unique. Generally speaking, any official title that includes the word minister is all relatives of the royal family or princes of a country.

Just like the "Some yamen leader of the king and minister" mentioned above, it is one of them. This is only for princes, princes, and princes, and the title of minister can be called it; if it is just a prince or prince, it is not qualified. In fact, princes must have the title of minister, so there are many names for "counciation". The most noble and highest-ranking ones are ministers, and there are ministers who are in charge of the rank of ministers, and the lowest-ranking ones are ministers.

Below the ‘Secretary’ are the Grand Secretary, the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, the Grand Secretary, etc. The second is the six ministries and the other is the Nine Ministers; the lower is the Nine Ministers and the Little Nine Ministers; the lowest is Han Zhan Kedao - this is the title of a noble title, which is the Hanlin Academy, etc.

The imperial minister was a first-rank high-ranking official, and the most important thing was that the imperial minister had the power to lead the lead. Usually, he did not have to hand over the sign when facing the saint, just pass it on one word. Compared to the management of the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War, the emperor was even more close to the emperor. Therefore, Su Shun was overjoyed when he heard it.

The emperor saw all his descriptions in his eyes and couldn't help but feel proud: It's true that one of the power is really wonderful! It's like Su Shun. If you want him to live, you will live. If you want him to die, it's just a matter of one sentence! Such an emperor's technique is really a test of all spirits.

He was thinking randomly here, and Su Shun replied, "Emperor, Miss Ziyun is in the slave mansion. Do you want to tell her to come?"

"Oh, wait a moment. If there is still time, I will see her again. This time I came to your house, which was the way to this place. I remembered that Yuechu told you about the errands of the Ministry of Revenue?"

"Yes! When I reply to the emperor's words, I originally wanted to present the memorial when I shouted tomorrow morning..."

"Take it and show it to me."

The memorial was written after Huang Xi took three days to dismiss the manuscript. He handed it over to Sushun and prepared to submit it to the memorial office tomorrow morning. The emperor happened to come, so there was no need to delay it. Sushun asked someone to go to the study to pick up the memorial, put it in the yellow box, and handed it to Liufu, and the latter was presented to the emperor.

Take out the memorandum, "To stop donating, paying business taxes, and providing services to the country", and the following reads: Sushun, the Minister of Revenue, knelt down and entered, a certain month and a certain day of the fourth year of Xianfeng.

"Sushun," the emperor did not look at it, but looked down at Sushun with interest, "I have been leaving for an afternoon and haven't had enough food yet. I'm in your mansion, so I'll bother you?"

"The emperor's ability to eat in the slave's mansion is a blessing that the slave has cultivated for three lives. He is afraid that he will not dare to submit it."

"Don't you eat at home? Just give me whatever you eat. The most important thing is to be faster, I'm a little hungry."

"Yes, I'll go down and prepare now." Sushun touched his head again and turned around.

The emperor stopped saying anything, unveiled the memorial and read it seriously: "... Since the emperor ascended the throne, it has been five years since he worked hard to govern and implemented the new policy, so that the people in all provinces in the world can be eliminated and promoted. It is actually because our emperor has a high-level view and illuminated the wise and wise candles in the world."

"...... To eliminate the disadvantages, the first thing is to stop donating. The slaves think that the method of donating has been made since Emperor Shizong Xian's court, and this is the so-called regular donation, and it is used as the regular income of the Ministry of Revenue every year. By the Qianlong Dynasty, it ranged from about one million taels to several million taels per year. Emperor Gao used troops several times during the dynasty, but by the end of the year, the ministry still had huge sums of money. It can be seen that the donation income was also of great benefit to the national use."

"After Jiaqing, the finances were as strong as the decline, and the subsidy benefits of donations were important. For example, the pacification of the sects in the early years of Jiaqing depended on the examples of Sichuan and Chu opened in the third year, the military supplies and river crafts in the middle age depended on the examples of eastern Henan opened in the seventeenth year. In terms of the prison bank collected by other provinces from the fourth year of Jiaqing to the twenty-two years of Daoguang, it was more than 44 million taels, and the military supplies were more than 15 million taels, accounting for about 31. The amount of the Ministry of Relocation was more than 23 million taels, accounting for about half. It can be seen that the widespread donation was actually a key measure for the remediation of finance in the Jiaqing period."

"... The method of donation can be said to be extremely effective in the finances of the Jiadao dynasties. However, the donation period is too long, so it will inevitably become a lasting force and is difficult to use, which is inevitable. At this point, the slave believes that it is the right time to collect commercial taxes to provide a wealth of national responsibilities."

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The emperor was outside, and it was no better than the abbots in the palace to make food in front of the palace. The weather was too hot and it was too late to cook now. Sushun was flexible and first had someone serve a small bowl of rice and duck porridge from the canteen, accompanied by two plates of Liubiju pickles, and served them to the emperor. Put the porridge and side dishes, Sushun was holding a cool fan on his own, and Liufu was serving him.

The emperor said he was a little hungry, but he could not let go of the memorial. Liufu urged him several times, but he still couldn't put down the book. He just agreed, but he refused to move his chopsticks.

Su Shun looked at it, but when will he finish watching like this? Go up and whispered, "Master, have a meal first? It's getting late."

"Oh, oh." This time the emperor heard this, put down the fold and looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table, and smiled slightly, "Is this what you prepared? Well," he repeatedly tapped the table, imitating Liu Bei's Nian Bai in the Three Kingdoms drama and said, "Justice and Gu Yi!"

The ancients paid attention to "don't eat or sleep". The meal was very dull and used in a hurry. The emperor put down his chopsticks, "Master, the slave has ordered the chef to prepare a meal for the master. Did you arrange it? Let the slave be brought up?"

"No need. This bowl is enough to cure hunger. I can't use much in the garden. Well, the weather is getting cooler."

"Yes. It's already the weather after the beginning of autumn. It's getting cooler in the evening. Master should be careful." Su Shun felt that this sentence was extremely empty, and he was thinking about what reason to make the emperor happy, "Master, where is Miss Ziyun?"

"She is in your house now?"

"Yes." Su Shun nodded, "In the slave's house, the slave's sister-in-law teaches the study of etiquette."

"Isn't your sister-in-law the King of Zheng Fujin?"

"yes."

The emperor thought for a moment and stood up, "Okay, see her."

"Zha, Rong Nucai sent an order to let Miss Ziyun take over."

"No need to make such a snake, snake, scorpion, I will go back after saying a few words to her. Lead the way."

Sushun dared not say anything anymore, turned around and led the way in front, leading the emperor to the backyard, where he specially set up a cross-yard for Ziyun, where the maids and mothers sent by the mansion were responsible for serving and also in charge of the inspection and access control. Any man, including Sushun, could never enter except for paying respects every morning and evening.

Sushun explained the emperor and walked quickly. Soon, several people arrived at the moon gate at the courtyard gate and heard footsteps. Someone came out. There were also a few maids following behind him. Taking advantage of the gradually dimming light, the emperor recognized it. It was Prince Zheng's concubine Fei Mo family.

Famo arrived at the gate of the courtyard and knelt down respectfully, "Slave Famo, please bow to the emperor, long live long live long live long live long!"

"Get up."

"I am thanking the emperor." The maid stood up as she served Fei Mo, stood up with her hands down, waiting for the emperor to ask, "Have you been here to take care of her for the past few days?"

"Slaves dare not be the word "care" as the emperor said, but just fulfilling their duties as slaves."

"It is best to know the duty." The emperor smiled and nodded, "It's right. However, Ziyun was born in a poor and humble family and didn't understand the rules in the palace very well. I think you suffered a lot of hard work when teaching her, right?"

"Miss Ziyun is gentle and smart. When the palace rituals are spoken by the slave, the master will be able to understand it in his heart. If the slave, he will give advice from the other side, he will not feel that it is not hard."

The emperor pointed with his hand, "Can she be in the room?" Sushun and Fei Mo nodded in unison and said, "I'll go in by myself. You don't have to go." As he said that, he stepped forward, pushed open the door, and entered the dark darkness.
To be continued...