As soon as he returned to Maoqin Palace, Zheng De saw Wang Yue leading someone over. It was Wang Tingxiang who had just met yesterday. It was obvious that he had figured it out when he was able to see the latter coming to him. This immediately made him feel relieved and said with a smile, "Ziheng, I really did not see you wrong."

Wang Tingxiang naturally understood the emperor's meaning when he heard this. He looked embarrassed and bowed, "I failed the emperor's good intention yesterday, so I ask you to surrender your crime."

"fine."

Zheng De waved his hand, so naturally he wouldn't care about these details. Although Wang Tingxiang was not the first person he discovered to have an S-level ability rating, he was the first to come into contact with. And compared with the other two, this person was not only closer to him in terms of thought, but also more young and more malleable. He greeted him with concern, "Ziheng, have you had breakfast?"

"Thank you Your Majesty for your concern. I have already eaten breakfast." Wang Tingxiang obviously felt a little overwhelmed by the emperor's warm greeting. "Your Majesty just call me by my name."

"It's okay, this will show the friendship between you, my king and my ministers, right?" Zheng De laughed and seemed quite content. After all, the lords in the Three Kingdoms recruit talents, don't they all use the word "express" to express their importance to closeness?

Wang Tingxiang smiled helplessly when he heard this. Although he had only been in the officialdom for three years, he was not a naughty young man who knew nothing. After all, he was in his early thirties. As the saying goes, "Accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger." Who can have true friendship with the king since ancient times? Unfortunately, he would not have expected that in the future, the two would have been together for nearly forty years and had a different friendship between the king and the minister.

"Let's go, let's talk about it first." Zheng De pulled Wang Tingxiang into his imperial study room, who had no choice but to let the emperor pull him into Maoqin Hall.

Zheng De glanced at Liu Jin, who was still focused on the book on the imperial case next to him, smiled and patted the table, and said with a smile, "Eunuch Liu, it's time to give way."

Liu Jin was shocked when he heard this, looked up at the emperor and Wang Tingxiang beside him, and quickly stood up and retreated aside. He said in confusion, "Long live the master, I am stupid, I really don't understand what you mean."

A trace of doubt flashed across his eyes and even more a little worried. Although he didn't understand what the emperor said, he suddenly had a bad premonition.

"You don't need to do anything about criticizing the winner in the future."

Liu Jin heard this and felt as if he was hit by five thunders. He was shocked by the news of the bolt from the blue. However, he was also a clever person. He quickly reacted and immediately sobbed, "Long live, are you going to abandon me?"

Abandon you? Seeing Liu Jin looking at him like an aggrieved little wife, Zheng De suddenly felt a chill. He couldn't help but kick him and scolded, "Damn, get away, I don't know you."

Liu Jin was relieved when he was kicked. Although the emperor said he would let him get out, he did not get out obediently. After all, the emperor said in a joking tone, and he didn't really want him to get out, otherwise that would be really stupid.

"Did you think I didn't do it well because of the last time the Jiangnan earthquake?"

Zheng De shook his head. Although the last Jiangnan earthquake made Zheng De very angry, it was obvious that Liu Jin did nothing wrong. After all, he had already asked the local government to organize disaster relief based on the cabinet's votes.

The mistake is just that it is wrong. Natural disasters such as earthquakes are not paid enough attention to. For people in this world, because they do not have clear image data, they have completely insufficient understanding of the destructive power of earthquakes. Moreover, most of them have never experienced the tragic situation after an earthquake in their entire lives, and they cannot empathize with it. Naturally, they do not pay enough attention to this kind of thing. After all, it is because the information is too closed.

"It's nothing, it's just that you criticize the money, which has caused a lot of dissatisfaction among the court officials. If this continues, they probably want to take away my skin." Zheng De smiled and teased himself.

"Your Majesty is joking. Even if they have ten courages, they will not dare to do this. If they really dare to do this, I will fight them first." Liu Jin said indignantly. This is not his pretending, why was he directly removed by the emperor after only more than a month? It is not because of such ministers who have been writing memorials and comments five times! Deciding a person's future is like killing his parents. Liu Jin completely hated such ministers.

Looking at Liu Jin with red eyes, Zheng De looked at him in surprise and said to himself, "No, I'm just a joke. Why does this person seem to be suffering and deep hatred?"

If he had known the inside story, he would obviously not have been so surprised. But he was too lazy to pay attention to this matter. After all, no matter how much Liu Jin hated such a minister, he would not have been able to really take a knife and kill them.

"I am going to leave this batch of popular things to Wang Tingxiang. Liu Jin, you..." Zheng De looked at Liu Jin, and he was really a little troubled and didn't know how to arrange it. Although this person was a famous treacherous official in the Ming Dynasty in history, in reality, he felt that the two of them were still very happy in the past month of being with him. Perhaps it was because this person had not yet taken off his power, but he could not just give up the matter.

"I decided to promote you to the eunuch of the Silijian Gongpin." Zheng De hesitated for a long time before finally making such a decision, promoting Liu Jin to the eunuch of the Silijian Gongpin. After all, as long as the Silijian now has no right to criticize the winner, it is like a tiger losing its fangs, and its actual power is not as great as imagined. And if even a eunuch is not managed well, how can he manage the whole world?

Liu Jin didn't know whether to be happy or worried at this time. After all, he applied to go to the East Palace to the point that one day when the prince ascended the throne, he could follow the throne and dog to ascend to heaven. Unfortunately, he was promoted to the eunuch of the Sili Supervisor. This official who countless people longed for has become one of the most powerful yamen in the twenty-four yamen in the inner court, but why did he always feel that there was a little bit of an upward and abdication in it?

But Liu Jin is Liu Jin, and he quickly adjusted his mentality and bowed to the end with a smile, "I thank you for your kindness."

"You can hand over these things with Ziheng." Zheng De pointed to Wang Tingxiang standing beside him.

"Long lively, I know." Liu Jin looked at Wang Tingxiang after hearing this. He naturally did not have much favoritism for the person who stole his job. However, with Zheng De's previous words as a prelude, most of the hatred was naturally held back by the ministers in the court. He also knew that since this person could criticize the winner on his behalf, the emperor obviously trusted him quite a lot, so it was naturally not easy to offend him. However, he still said deliberately, "Mr. Wang, Your Majesty trusts you so much. Don't let down the emperor's trust in you, and make things difficult for the ministers in the court."

Liu Jin's words obviously meant that Wang Tingxiang's team should stand on the side of the emperor or the ministers in the court.

Wang Tingxiang was also a smart person. From the time he accepted the responsibility of criticizing the winner, he realized that he was already standing on the same boat as the emperor. After all, he was not the big boss in the court, but just a seventh-rank sesame official. If he had a good time, he would probably not please both sides. It would be better to stand firmly next to the emperor from the beginning.

He smiled and bowed to Zheng De, "I am a disciple of the emperor, so I will naturally obey Your Majesty."

Zheng De smiled with satisfaction and wanted to pat his shoulder for encouragement. However, he found that he might be too short for his age and could not reach the latter's shoulder at all. He had to withdraw his hand awkwardly and said awkwardly, "It's really good. As long as you follow me, you can guarantee that you will be promoted and make a fortune."

"Why does it seem like he is following a bandit leader?" Wang Tingxiang was quite amused and crying when he heard this, but he still bowed, "I will definitely live up to Your Majesty's trust."

It is actually not a big deal to say that it is a handover. It is just to explain the memorial that has not been approved. Some things that need to be paid attention to have been handed over in a short while.

When Liu Jin left, Wang Tingxiang and Zheng De were left in the Maoqin Palace. After he gave some advice, they would do their own things.

Zheng De, who was reading a book, habitually looked up at the desk beside him, but there was a strange figure. He was stunned and then realized that Liu Jin was no longer here. Looking at Wang Tingxiang sitting there helping him handle the memorials, he felt much more pleasant for no reason.

Zheng De thought for a while, "Ziheng, help me sort out these memorials. If it is a memorial for the censor's advice, it is a memorial for the other side; if it is a matter of state affairs, it is approved and handed to me."

After listening to the emperor's orders, Wang Tingxiang was stunned and did not understand why the emperor did this.

Perhaps seeing his doubts, Zheng De smiled and explained, "Those censors were idle all day long and said something unpaid. They could not get anything except anger. So I usually only pay attention to state affairs. As for the censors' advice, they would leave it to you. If you have any good suggestions, you can hand them to me, and as for the rest, please stay."

Wang Tingxiang finally understood why his memorial was sorrowful. So that's it.

Wang Tingxiang did not agree with the emperor's prejudice against censors, after all, he was also a censor. Although he had only been in Liuke for a year, he felt that censors were the most indispensable part of the entire court. After hesitating for a moment, he stood up and bowed, "I think Your Majesty has a prejudice against censors. Censors speak in a way, and have the responsibilities of advising the emperor, impeaching, picking up hundreds of officials, inspecting hundreds of officials, and inspecting local officials. If the speech is blocked, your Majesty will inevitably be blinded by villains, and the entire court's treacherous ministers are in power, villains are rampant, endangering our Ming Dynasty country."

“Is this so serious?”

Zheng De glanced at Wang Tingxiang, but he didn't expect that this person dared to sing a bad temper with his boss on the first day of work. He was quite brave. This did not make him disgusted, but he became more and more interested in the latter. However, this interest was not that interest, and he did not have the hobby of this tune.

But if you think about it carefully, even if Zheng De made a little move, the censors quickly knew that the censors would quickly. Then the memorial of the admonishment flew towards his imperial case like snowflakes, which was as good as a dog's nose. Not to mention the civil and military officials, who were always under the guard of such censors, were cautious and did not dare to make any moves beyond their reach. If there were any bad moves, it would probably not take the next day, and the memorial of the impeachment flew onto the emperor's imperial case, and the outcome could be imagined.

The smooth flow of speech caused the officials below to dare to make small moves. It was undoubtedly strengthening the emperor's control over civil and military officials and able to better control the entire court. This may be one of the reasons why the emperors of the Ming Dynasty were able to sit on the throne safely for decades without attending court.

Despite this, Zheng De still thought these censors were so annoying! They were like a group of crows, extremely noisy.

"I won't talk about this anymore." Zheng De didn't want to argue with Wang Ting. There was nothing to argue about about this matter. Unless he really wanted to dismiss all the censors, he would just say something angry at most.

"You dare to sing a counter-topic with me just now. You are very brave. Are you not afraid that I will drive you back to the Sixth Department again?"

Wang Tingxiang said with no humility or arrogance when he heard this, "If Your Majesty sincerely wanted to use the weak minister, he would naturally not drive him back to the six departments."

Zheng De's answer was somewhat unexpected, but it also made him more and more satisfied. How can a person who is not confident in himself achieve a great career?

"You are quite confident in yourself!"

Zheng De chuckled and shook his head, and stopped testing him. He took out a stack of paper and was about to continue practicing calligraphy. He turned around and found that Wang Tingxiang was still standing. He smiled and said, "Don't be lazy, hurry up and approve all the memorials sent by the cabinet on my behalf. If you can't finish the approval, don't have lunch."

Wang Tingxiang could only smile helplessly when he threatened himself by threatening his children. Although he was the Supreme Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he was still a child after all, right?

Looking at Zheng De, who was already practicing calligraphy with his expression on the side, Wang Tingxiang, who was about to sit back, seemed to suddenly find something. He looked at the imperial desk with wide eyes, looking incredible.

"Is this the emperor's character written? But that's too much, even a three-year-old child is not as good as a person!"

As if sensing his gaze, Zheng De looked up at him, then looked back at the ugly words he wrote, and said with a smile without caring, "Do you think my words are too ugly?"

After hearing what the emperor said, Wang Tingxiang really didn't know what to say. Could it be that he really wanted to say, "Your Majesty, you are indeed worse than a three-year-old child?" Or it is even more impossible to ask him to say something against his will, so he had to remain silent in the end.

"I can't even flatter you, my future is worrying!" Zheng De sighed lightly, shook his head, looking like he was disappointed, and then lowered his head to continue practicing calligraphy.
Chapter completed!